[ York's been making her way around the markets, asking a few questions but mostly just listening in, trying to get her bearings. There are at least some similarities here that remind her of home, but she's not making any assumptions.

It's crowded and a little noisy in the marketplace, but not so much that York doesn't overhear the woman nearby, and she can't help but crack a grin as she looks over. ]

Think you missed the shuttle to Candyland, sweetheart. I did see one guy frying something on a stick, but I can't promise you it was cake.