She chews her cheek a bit, trying to decide exactly how to ask this.

"I'm in a very odd position, even by the standards of the volunteers here... I have no world to return to, because I'll stop existing the moment I go back. Even now I'm not sure how they rescued as much of me as they did. And since I'm dead I suppose my marriage is no longer valid, and I'll never see him again regardless..." And this is the part where she just sort of blurts out what she's thinking to avoid it getting stuck in there. "Do you think it would be wrong of me to flirt with men here? Or, to fall in love? Or... is it greedy to do that and still wish Aristeo were here?"

These are the important things Letha worries about.