"S'a free country. As far as we know, anyway," Jaime offered as she studied the strangers. She was getting real used to strangers, lately. Everyone here was a stranger, and she really missed home every time she met someone new.
"I'm Jaime," she offered. "I ... share a room with the talking dog, and if he gets on your nerves at any point in time, just ... throw a ball and run the other way," she offered - mostly because the older guy looked like the sort that would be highly annoyed by Dug. "And if you don't have a ball, pretend you do and go through the motion anyway. He'll fall for it."
Shifting slightly on the lounge, she let her eyes drift closed again. Maybe being so complacent was going to get her in trouble one day, but she didn't think anyone who wasn't working here was really going to hurt her. "So when and where are you guys from?" she inquired. She assumed they were from the same place and time simply because they'd come up together and they seemed to have a familiarity that she hadn't yet encountered between the new arrivals here.