Again it sounded much neater than Octavia could see it working out in real life, but it didn't seem helpful to point out in the moment. And it was hard for her to judge which of her thoughs were rational and which where fueled by whatever grief she'd succumbed to out further on the beach.

So she nodded again.

And after some hesitation, asked, "Should I tell you what I needed tonight? When I... started this."