[He offers her a smile, shaking his head as he does.]

I suppose that there are those lucky enough to have people they know from home here with them. Yourself, for example. Your family here. The rest of us would be rather lonely, waiting for the future that our friends may wake and join us.

[He shrugs.] We find our own way, I think. Maybe because we have to. Maybe because we all have the same things in common, and it makes at least the baseline of our communications easy enough. We've lost our homes. This is what we have now. And each other. Even if... [He gestures around them.] It does seem a bit mad, sometimes.