Sylvia was buzzing with excitement. It looked like this whole hive thing was gonna be easier than she thought. She had some native mason bees as well in their eggs back in her room, which, was unfortunately still locked at the moment. Hopefully she could also get her bees from Earth in the mail. Though, she had requested them, there hadn't seemed to be much luck on that end.. This hive Frank had presented must already be pretty well set, with the pressure difference and such. Sylvia was vastly curious about how space had affected the hive; both physically and emotionally.
Sylvia laughed, " Their stings aren't even that bad. Fun fact, only female bees can sting. Annndddd, most of the time a bee sting will kill the bee as well, rips out their insides. Unless! She held up a finger. You let the bee work out it's stinger. Then they'll be fine. I've honestly only been stung 4 times since I started keeping, A long while ago.."
Her bright eyes looked upwards for a minute as she reminisced on her bee filled childhood. That's when she made most of her rookie mistakes, obviously.
Frank responded exactly as Sylvia wanted him to, she couldn't help but pull him in and give him a hug. A musky, sweaty, man smell engulfing her as she did so. She didn't mind though, dead bodies smelled much worse. Though not really when they were covered in honey, what a wonderful antiseptic! She stepped back away from him, " I have an extra bee suit you can wear, until you get used to them."
She smiled widely at him. " I promise you won't get stung"
she winked at him. "Do you happen to know how space has affected the colony by any chance?"
Sylvia felt a bit rude, all she had been doing was asking about the BEES (THE BEES WHAT'S IN THE ARTIFICIAL HIVE BOX?!)
, she knew very little about her new friend and his own passionate undertaking on [REDACTED]. "How rude of me Frank, all I've been doing is buzzing about the bees; what got you into gardening or managing the agriculture on [REDACTED]? Must have been quite the start up project. I can only imagine the plant life transition to space life. I'm surprised how well human adapt, though I do feel my orientation has been a bit off these first few weeks. "
Sylvia let one of her hands fall to her hip, while the other held her bee-utiful posters.