The young woman was actually very relieved when she was offered a seat at the stranger's table. The fact that she at the very least expected the man to lash out at her for her foolish mistake spoke volumes of the experiences she's had ever since her arrival to the Zone. Not that all encounters were negative—just the majority of them.

"Yes, I am...thank you," she said as she took possession of her bag once more and pulled out a chair to sit directly across the man whose privacy she hadn't invaded. Amelia hugged her bag in front of her as she very casually leaned back on the chair, the instant relief she felt made obvious as she closed her eyes for a moment before very slowly sitting up to properly address the strangers.

"I'm Amelia, but you're more than welcomed to call me Amy. That's what everybody does, unless they're extremely pissed off at me—you know, like a parent using their child's full name when they're scolding them." 

Amelia gave them a slight smile at the simplicity of the small satisfaction she felt using such analogy.

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