"That's rather broad," she says with a smile, not bothered, but honest. "Might as well get to know one another first, then. My name is Claire Fraser. And you are?"

New, obviously, and so she's sure to be kind. There was no one to greet her aside from her fellow confused refugees when she first arrived. Would it have helped, if people had been here before her? She doesn't know. She'd like to think so.