"Thanks," Nerys says again, regarding the water. She's okay for now, but too much jerky and sunshine and it'll probably be necessary. "It's good of you to share, I appreciate it," she adds, though it's not as though people here don't help each other out. It's still best to acknowledge these things, she'd learned during the Occupation.

She takes another bite of jerky, and it takes a moment or two to break it down and swallow, but the silence (except for everyone else around them) is companionable. "It's pretty hard," she agrees, finally. "Not quite the wilderness, but the weird shit that happens here sort of offsets the having shelter part. If I do the math, it probably all adds up."

Kicking her toes a little in the water, Nerys turns back to the woman. "I'm Nerys, by the way. Nice to meet you."