"Electric City." Sympathy muttered. She didn't even know what that meant. She really didn't like the confusion or the feeling lost. It was almost as bad as the fear. She was a pirate. Pirates didn't feel these things.
She watched the woman move, noting still the unnatural flowing of her body. Unsure of what it meant. Too tired to give it too much thought.
"At least I am not the only newcomer, then. I woke aboard a ship, which I then promptly took over and made my own. There were others who woke there with me, just as suddenly."
Sympathy sat down on the edge of the fountain, angry at herself and the world.
"Where do you hail from, then? If not here in this strange place of glass and metal?"