Adia gives a small, grateful smile at Amelia's hand squeeze, so she must be doing something right. She takes a moment to ground herself. This is about Amelia's grief, not hers. Still, she appreciates the sympathy. "it's... disconcerting, more than everything. Ever single person in the Fleet has suffered loss, but at the same time that makes it almost too overwhelming to talk about." She looks down at their joined hands. "I'm glad I found the Nexus when I did. It's easier to talk about things here than on my ship."

The theological question gives her pause. The afterlife is the one aspect of religion that makes her wish that she believed. "Yes, the Elysium Fields. You're reunited with your ancestors.... what about your people? What are their traditions?"