Actually, Deanna has seen people like her - lives with them in fact. And when she first spies the newcomer, Deanna perks up momentarily. A Vulcan, even one she didn't know personally, would be a welcome and familiar sight. Hell, she'd even take a Romulan: she understands them well enough. Perhaps better than Vulcans, in some ways. That accent though - Deanna can't place it.

Still, she has to try. As Vex comes to sit on the empty bunk next to Deanna's, Deanna sits up and puts aside the book of Cetagandan poetry that she was reading. "Tonk-peh?" she asks with great uncertainty. Hello.