On purpose? [That's a new one. Veronica had just taken a house on her own when she first arrived because there were so few people back then that there were enough houses to go around, and, frankly, she didn't trust many of the others. As places had filled up and more people got housemates, she... just didn't have a roommate. Housemate. Which was fine by her. She could be a lone wolf. She's good at lone wolfing. So long as nothing's attacking them, she's really good at it. Besides, if she had a housemate, it wouldn't be like sharing a tiny apartment with her Dad. It would be like sharing a tiny house with someone who decidedly wasn't her dad. It would be weird.] Nah, just one of those things. It's cool, though. I can party hardy and take showers so long I look like an eighty-year-old.

So how do you... [She points at the fish, not at a loss for words, just... unsure of the accepted terminology.] Nature?