After noticing the Ghoul and another young girl begin conversing, Monika thought to herself while she hated small talk and especially small talk with strangers. Perhaps someone to talk to down here would stop her from going slowly insane. Glancing around the room, she quickly ruled out the men and the Brotherhood members. Her mind was cast back to the girl lying on the bench who she had noticed go on edge when the Brotherhood entered the room. Perhaps, she thought to herself this girl has grievances with them too. Looking over at her she noticed the girl was now looking at a photo with an emotional look in her eye; this gave her even more incentive to try and make acquaintances. 

Monika then proceded to put her gear and weapons away and walk over to the girl lying on the bench. Holding the photo of her son in her hand in order to try and break the ice if she noticed it. [colour=limegreen]"So, judging by your reaction, it seems you aren't happy having to share the same space as the Brotherhood either?".[/colour] Noticing what is on the photo the girl is holding she thinks back to her own family, long before the Legion arrived. [colour=limegreen]"Name's Monika, although i'm sure you don't care. figured talking to someone while waiting for him to appear was better than wearing through my gun polishing it."[/colour]