copper!

[ Once upon a time the aliens would be jarring. But being on the Ximilia for so long now and seeing more than he could ever imagine to see as a reality means that this memory is, as a whole, familiar. The military and the event vibes are things he's used to from home, so Yzak knows how to navigate this. The thing is, before things began to twist and reshape around him to form where he is now, he didn't spot any fellow Orber nearby (maybe they were just out of sight, ducking to peek into a cabinet or something). So he can't immediately tell what's going on yet.

While idly looking over the variety of food laid out on the table, Yzak peers around for any sort of familiar face. ]