He doesn't say that he wants a party, or gifts, or a cake with candles, or any of the other trappings that usually go into celebrating birthdays on Earth at their general time period, so Laura assumes that he doesn't want them at all. She's more than fine with that; people celebrate in their own ways, and she's hardly one to push for something traditional when she knows she'd be just as uncomfortable standing behind a flaming cake with friends and strangers singing at her in the dark.

The physical act of purging unwanted belongings, however, feels like a far more natural way to mark the beginning of a new year. "Yes," she says decisively, with an encouraging smile of her own. "Unless you'd like to chop it up and use it for parts?"