The trip to Manassah is the first time she's ever been off-planet, and she spent the transit time anxiously pacing back at forth in the berth of their room on the ship. Medraut keeps telling her it's all right, but Lenomie is finding it hard to believe him on this front: she finally caved and let Divdan take her clothes shopping, in a last-minute fit of panic that all his comments about her grey dress might be true.
But the first night at his parents' house went well enough, it's true. She wore the pink gown Divdan bullied her into getting, and felt stupid and out of place, but at least nobody said anything about it and she didn't get soup on it or anything. Still, the meal was reserved, and she's used to Medraut's dry, stinging wit and Divdan's boisterous amusement -- and she's sure not used to scrubbing her skin raw and clean every day and leaving her hair down so it looks nice. Hell, she's not used to spending this many hours consecutive
not mucking around in the engine of a skimmer or transport.
In the morning Medraut's old man hauls him off to look at something that Medraut swears is boring as hell, so Nomie's all right just to stay in their room. Which is where she still is, flipping restlessly through the tapes in the case on the wall, looking for something she can stick in the console until Medraut gets back. Honestly she's still nervous, but there's no real cure for that.