There was a lot to complain about, in her completely unbiased opinion. But really, what good was complaining going to do? It wasn't like she had the power to go home. She'd been stuck here before, first with the others and then alone, after they'd all disappeared. And now she was stuck again.

That she'd had friends here before was beside the point since she didn't know if any of them were still around.

"That's the part that worries me. But you seem to be managing fine."

Which was, honestly, a relief.