"Not too many," she said with a small chuckle. "Enough to be as social as I care to be without having too many things to absorb at once. As I said previously, not all people here are what you might expect. Time to myself between is restful." As she almost never had anyone in, she was as or more social than she cared to be. The you there meant Victoria, not a general you including herself, she was long past being overly surprised. Rusty was the last cargo on that boat, she suspected. And time to herself was often restful indeed.

Taken separately, not a lie in that whole batch.