It's guided by instinct as much as any kind of conscience decision making. Being small, quite, unnoticed all her life it's been a matter of survival. From growing up on the street when it was the best way to not end up the target of somebody with more desperation or anger than mercy, and after she'd learned of her powers when it was the best chance to escape the wrath of the Steel Ministry and its Inquisitors.

Who knows how it would end up being the key to living here.

"I did. I just arrived tonight with the others." Her voice is quieter but still enough to hear over the rain and wind. "Have you been... 'awake' long?"