Gonou settles in at Jedao's side at dinner as soon as he spots him in the crowd, flicking a little smile sidelong towards him. He's wearing clean clothes, not the washed-but-stained sets he's been recycling since getting back from the Galley; this is a crisp pale green shirt without any blood on its cuffs at all, to go with the renewed human appearance of his face and hands, and the three silver cuffs back in place on the curve of his left ear.

"I found my cabin," he says lightly, and bumps Jedao's knee with his own as he reaches for the bowl of soup that's tonight's side dish.