"Might be best for another time," Octavia replied, just the barest hint of something regretful creeping into her voice, there. She knew the next while was going to be hard, and making plans to be distracted in company she liked probably wouldn't go amiss, but...

But, she knew herself, and so she knew she was more than likely to just drop everything and disappear into the preserve again for a while.

She tried for something smile-like. Really just hit something a little soft. "But we can make it a plan, that we'll make plans later."