( It's much less surprising to her now that people can so readily identify the new arrivals in this place. If anything, it's that many have the same sorts of questions when they arrive, ones that make sense and try to make comprehensible a ridiculous situation.

Early morning is a preferred time for her to be up and moving when she's not exhausted and sleeping through into the later morning hours, so it makes enough sense that the young teenager is walking around in her sweatshirt and unremarkable pants and boots. It's a rather spartan, undistinguished look, putting Annie at ease, if nothing else.

It'd be easiest to ignore what she hears him saying to his journal. Someone will find an answer for him there, but it's the same conundrum she's been wrangling with since she realized none of this was the nightmare she almost hoped for it to be. She needs to know the people here, no matter how brief their stay, or how brief hers is in the long run. There's no safety or intelligence in remaining entirely on the sidelines. There's no structure to support that means of information gathering alone.

Besides, networking is the only defense she'll have against what of the Survey Corps is here. So silence doesn't win out in the end. )

If you're new to Luceti, you may find the resources on your journal useful, along with the services offered at the Welcome Center in town.

( Even if you just wanted to, you know, check up on where everyone else was living. Or something. )