"Okay." It's not the most enthusiastic choice of words. She can't really help it: as weird as this place is, it's still honestly an improvement over... well, almost everything. It's better than home. But he's trying his best, and she doesn't want to punish that - not now, not ever. So she forces herself to brighten up, and smiles, and keeps talking. "And... I'll do my best to get you back home, too. It sounds like you've got a lot waiting for you."

Jealousy doesn't really cross her mind as she speaks. He's got people to go back to, that's true, and that's something she really doesn't have. But she's got people here. Neptune scouring the ship along with her, and Jupiter... well, Jupiter's somewhere. She knows that much.

What does she have to be jealous about? Everything she wants is already here.