It's a conversation they'll need to have one day, Fever thinks. She doesn't know Ava enough to press on it, not at her own home. But one day, perhaps, they can discuss it - why she feels it's better if she stays out of the way. Hells, Fever's probably worse for everyone than Ava is, but she's still here.

The names get a nod, though Ava's keen perceptions will note the tiny twitch in Fever's expression when Phil's name is said. All ones she'll look for, then, and if they arrive, they'll be made welcome.

"Arthur, Rita, Crichton. Phil as well." A half smile, mostly to herself. "And Sheogorath. Those ones I'm all still hoping for."