Well, Sasha had enough tutors that she sounds like a city person 96% of the time. An archaically formal city person, because this is the future. Not that she should be worrying about how the Rosemallow might treat her, or which of her alternate-universe great-nephews or nieces might be on board, when there are more pressing problems here.

She answers Yehan, "Yeah, Iawa gave me a stim. Tell Ashari I've got a ping on Avrayen's lokwor, and Alaric has gone to fetch him? And once you've talked to them, would you mind keeping an eye on comms? I need to take a look at the station recycling algorithms for one of Sulen's projects, and I'll have to deal with whatever the ship diagnostics spit out here, as well."