Mahir would have inclined to just agree and think no more about it, but she seemed shaken. He was at a loss. On the one hand, it probably wasn’t his place to inquire further. On the other, curiosity and genuine concern made him wonder if he should say something. Well. There was plenty of time in the future. He would let it lie, and while it’s impolite to prod at the best of times, asking after things one shouldn’t to someone one only just met would be even worse.
“Uh. Right,” he said to her back softly. He wasn’t quite sure if she could hear him or not – maybe it didn’t matter. After a moment’s hesitation, looking forlornly at his now infuriatingly blank data pad, he tossed it back into his quarters to land with a soft thump on his bed and followed her, checking the time before leaving.