The woman who approaches her is wearing a uniform, though it's likely one that only a very small number of people aboard the Enterprise will recognize; blue jacket with ribbed silver panels, a patch on the shoulder with a stylized sun familiar to anyone in her world and no-one in this, and a sparkling blue and silver pin on her collar.

She's also armed, but her force lance is safely holstered, though Molly's edgy, still not used to being around people again after being stranded on Septa Paresis all on her own.

(She's still not used to not expecting Kroton in the shadows.)

"You know," Molly says, after a moment to shake off that sense of being watched she knows isn't right, "I think that might kind of defeat the purpose of eating."