She holds up her hands and shakes her head. "Oh, no worries." And, hey, a smile from the walking meatfridge. Not a bad start, she feels. She folds her arms across her chest and gives him a cursory little examination. No, he's just a really big guy.

At least they'd managed to find him a fitting jumpsuit. Her mind flickers to Phos and the way they practically swam in their clothes.

"Having troubles getting to sleep? I'm guessing they didn't have a bed in your size." They're all pretty standard, and she knows some people are complaining about the mats. And Aleifr's a very non-standard guy.