"Well, this is the first time I've ever been on a space ship," Maya said, watching him cook. "And you're the first robot I've ever met that talks and moves around and stuff. And... let's not talk about the 'dead heads' as you put it. They're really creepy. It's like they're alive, but not alive. Really creepy zombies."

The zombies scared Maya. A lot.

"So what are you going to make?" she asked, watching him cook. As to his question as to where and when she was from, she figured there was no harm in answering it. No robot apocalypse anytime soon, right? This guy seemed pretty friendly. "I'm from 21st century earth. My name's Maya, by the way."