[ It's hard to know what to expect in a world like this, so vastly different from her own. Once you throw different planets into the mix, even having it be something she's familiar with like, say, a flu wouldn't necessarily mean it was the same thing. She wishes she could help in some way, but it's not the same as where she comes from. There's no monsters to slay that will provide an answer to all of this.

If there is, all they have to do is point her towards it. It'll get taken care of. ]

Likewise, Aerith. [ Firm hold, quick but not too quick to return her hand to her side. Her smile sticks around, seeping into her voice when she speaks. ] That so? I dabble, but not nearly enough to be called a cook. Don't mean to sound nosy, but does it correlate to anything you did at home? A lot of people seem to have skills that are entirely foreign to them when brought here.

[ So she's doing a little investigating, too. Only as much as Aerith is comfortable with, of course. (And to Jill's knowledge, Tactical Support seems to just mean she has a title to give people and that's all. So far.) ]