[Jeryline's demeanor remains, in a word, "loose". She easily offers up the hunk of a file as she comes in, complete with stuff the Admiral shouldn't know, and gives Sophie a wry grin.]

It's classier than mine. I still have my place from the inn. [Or rather, she has it again. Posters and all, even down to the teddy bear on the bed.] I'll be honest, it's a lot of shit but most of it isn't as bad as some I've seen. Even what I've seen some people here get away with.

[She comes in and has a look around.]