"Me either. Seems to be going around." She returns the bow, a little deeper and slightly awkward as if she's out of practice.

Then straightens, hands on hips.

"I mean it looks like a train station, doesn't it? Or a tube station. Maybe a bus terminal but I doubt it. Or a Pod Porter but... no pods." She wrinkles her nose and looks around. "The question is why, and how...and who..."