"I've been here for several months," she agrees, "and there's plenty of organization to go around to ensure that we all survive and can live here together peacefully." She strains that word with a pointed look at him, given his bitterness and anger both times around. She feels like it wouldn't hurt to drive home that reminder just a little more. "We've people hunting and gathering, as well as working on a food source to keep us alive."

She nods to the curtains around the walls. "We keep track of things here," she says. "It's a central hub, so to speak."