Elena was actively avoiding thinking too much in her time down on the ground floor, too. Getting to know her new neighbors, no matter how weird all of this was, seemed like a better idea than dealing with the fact that she was probably dead, along with nearly everyone she loved.

She wasn't sure this wasn't some kind of weird purgatory thing.

Elena turns to look at the girl as she greets her, tucking a long strand of dark hair behind one ear. She manages what she hopes is a friendly smile; she doesn't need to be a giant debbie-downer on everyone else here. They likely had their own things to deal with.

"That obvious, huh?" At least she knows what a 'noob' is. "I'm Elena."