[Talia nods, er smile ebbing ever so slightly at the brief question. She watches him rub his temple, wishing she was right with him to assure him emotionally that he would be fine.]

Shhh, kitling... we are, none of us among the passengers, entirely sure of where we are. We know we are not upon our own worlds, some of us having been tied to them in unremovable ways before our appearances here.

I do believe it is true, though... there are others from places far more advanced than my own world... in manners that simple distance or location would not explain.

We are, all of us... at the mercy of the Captain.