[The masked face is not the only thing appearing on the video feed - Tali is sitting in what some may recognise as the dining room of Odin's Welcome Hall, and in her other hand is a glass of orange juice. She's had long enough time here and experience that what she's going to treat as a holographic interface is easy enough to work with naturally by now.]

Well, I've been here for a couple of days now and.... I don't know, I guess I'm past the denial stage, and I should just introduce myself - [She decides at the last possible moment not to include 'Admiral', and pauses for a split-second.] Tali'Zorah vas Normandy. Call me Tali. I'm in the Odin house, not that I know much about what that means to me yet.

I mean, I'm still not convinced this isn't some kind of simulation, or I've been indoctrinated, or... although, if we've been harvested for some kind of Reaper experiment, it's a lot more benign than I would expect - less horrifying liquidisation for genetic material and more... gods and... magic and 'honourable tasks', and I still don't get how I'm supposed to-- [She cuts off. Rambling. Nervous habit. She lets out a breath and changes the subject rather awkwardly.]

I guess I'm still dealing with the denial. Anyway, I wanted to ask something. I've never eaten human food before, and this juice hasn't killed me yet. [She holds up the glass.] What would you recommend I start with? [And despite that she's still not sure it won't kill her, she sounds almost as excited as nervous. Probably partly because she's been subsisting on water and orange juice since she got here.]