A friend? Someone from home or something else? The way she describes him isn't the most pleasant, but Natasha stomachs the news like she does anything else. Filed away and with a neutral expression to boot.

Alliance Navy. Commander. A militant woman, she can respect that, despite the attire she's wearing.

"Wrong shade of blue."

She finally comments awkwardly on the style. Thankfully Natasha's avoided the ones who want to dress her up, but not for long. Her time will come, but what will they do to her? How can they identify someone they don't really know yet?

"They do that often? Mess with your wardrobe?"