Sienna moved easily about as Zoe answered her questions and the two made themselves comfortable.  She reached under her counter and pulled out two unlabeled cans and an opener, cutting through the facile material with ease before pulling the tops up and handing one over to Zoe with a plastic spoon.  "It's canned stew.  Nothing special...  Be careful and don't cut yourself on the edges," She instructed before digging into her own.  As she ate, she moved about and made sure all of the windows were securely shuttered and boarded, using one hand to test them and the other to hold her food and utensil.  "A vault dweller?  A rare breed, you lot are...  You'd do well to be a bit more careful out here, what with the slavers and the violence around the oil settlements," She said between bites, finally taking her space seated on the counter again.  "Nasty business outside the city...  It's nasty [i]inside[/i] the city too, but at least it's civil if you live close to the Bazaar."

She grinned, "Don't wanna talk about it though?  You've come to the right place, then.  People out here..."  The girl shook her head and readjusted, sitting cross-legged and pointing at Zoe with her spoon, "We don't care where ya been.  Where ya came from.  Fuck, most don't even care where you're goin'...  's not about nothin' but what ya can do for them an' what they can do for you."  She tipped the can up and scraped around the edges, making sure that none of the food was sticking to the sides of the can as she took another bite.  It wasn't warm, but it took so much more resource out here to heat something up that it was honestly worth it so long as it wasn't cold.

"Never been to Sydney?  It's a pretty nice place.  Don't get your hopes up though, it ain't what the bumpkin settlers out here make it out to be, I promise you that an' more.  If you go in without expectations, you'll like it.  If you go in expectin' paradise and a safe place to sleep at night, you'll be pretty sore after the first week."  Sienna's eyes were scrutinizing as she looked Zoe over, biting the inside of her cheek for a brief moment, "I didn't realize there were enough of you around to want to leave those vaults.  Good on ya for it, not an easy thing leaving home.  I left my family's little hovel when I was seventeen, yeah?  We lived in one of those caves, like out in The Pedy, but a lot smaller and with a lot less other people.  Went out hunting with a few others one day, massive dust storm hit and... well, we lived in such a small place, ain't nobody got it written on their maps.  Couldn't find my way home for ages.  By the time I got back, they'd all moved on.  Musta thought me dead or summin', I dunno," She explained with a shrug, her eyes downcast coldly for only a moment.  

"But, that was years ago.  Nothin' I can do about it now 'cept keep moving, living...  It's what we all do out here."  Again, she watched Zoe's slight indications of distrust and wondered from where they stemmed.  "I'm not gonna off ya, if that's what you're thinking.  I'd've done it by now...  What's got you all twisted up about me?"  She outright asked, standing up and putting a hand on her hip with an eyebrow cocked.