[ Fencer? Not a familiar word, again, but she takes it as meaning something training intensive. Probably? Much like how Olympics doesn't mean anything to her. Must be some legendary figure where he's from. ]

Ah... I'm not sure what you mean by being a fencer, but if you can swim, and are willing to learn what to harvest around here that doesn't try to kill you first, then we can do a run out to the Grassy Plateaus for more raw materials to expand the base.

[ Glancing up at... nothing in particular, but addressing Ursula now: ]

Which would suffice as a "mission" plan, correct, Ursula? Because entrapping people to make them think usually doesn't go as planned, for the record.