She doesn't seem to take it as any more than the name. This, sometimes, is a virtue of being an alien -- not the same human preconceptions or perceptions. It doesn't get a blink -- just a nod.

And . . . oh.

Oh.

. . . Does this mean he needs to be added to the good person list? It's kind of sounding like it.

"Thank you," she murmurs, and there's something more to it -- something deeper, warmer. She means it.

He might have just earned the hot dog.

"He-- . . . they . . . need that. To see each other." Softer, "It's . . . harder now."