[Unbelievable that you could think she would lie to you? Is her face not what a trustworthy face looks like? With its mouth for drinking umbrella drinks and its eyes for hiding behind shades, and a nose that, uh, whatever noses are for on vacation, holding a blob of sunscreen, maybe?

Point is, who would get joy out of lying to a busybody overachiever? Who would ever?]

The air's gotten a bit chillier over the last hour, haven't you noticed?

[April tilts their head, eyebrows raised again... Or would be if they were visible.]

Alright, well your majesty, ask yourself this: How long is it going to take you to "conquer all others" and keep them that way? How much work is that going to take? And that's your known variables. Tack on the unknown ones - your way off this ship, what you'll have to fight to accomplish that, how to get back home after you've left, and then a generous margin for surprises, and it all just sounds like an uphill fight.

You might as well take a minute to work yourself up to it, enjoy the free food.

[April shrugs, then sets her drink down on the little counter she's sitting at so she can pick up that tiny umbrella. It's threatening to poke her in the sunscreen-nose when she tilts the drink too much.]