Jane's no stranger to a working walking lunch, as evidenced by the relative ease in which she unwraps half the sandwich and manages to bite into it without spilling its fillings everywhere. Once a grad student, always a grad student, even though her university days are long since past. Besides, the sun is shining and the breeze is as warm as this part of Norway gets, which would make this stroll downright relaxing if not for the awkwardness hanging between the two women.

The offer to interrogate Amelia comes as a surprise, and there's a pause as Jane fights to chew the big bite of sandwich she'd just taken. "Are you kidding?" she exclaims once she's able. "I don't even know where to start." She gestures vaguely toward Amelia with the sandwich. "I mean, I guess with you makes sense... so you're not from Earth? Or you are, but it's a different one?"