"Oh no," Inara said. "You were in GLaDOS as well? Tarzan, I was there for awhile too. That is a cruel, deplorable machine." She nudged the fruit towards him, offering him another slice. Where she came from, even if you were given a gift, it was polite to share, especially if the gift was food. Inara could never have eaten all the fruit on her own. It wasn't in her nature when she had company. Her brow creased a little at that last sentence. She tilted her head. "A monkey?" she asked. "Who was this monkey? Where did you find her? Or him?"