"We're supposed to live here and just... live, I guess." She shrugged slightly at this, as she spoke. She knew it wasn't exactly something someone would want to hear, but it was all she could really offer. "We're supposed to accept the fact that we're here, that we can't leave. ...though there are many, many people who have tried to leave." Cosima sighed softly, and looked over at Aloy.
"Get a job eventually. You have time. The money on that card will get you by for a few weeks, at least. You'll have time to adjust."
Cosima hated that this was something she had to tell the woman. She hated that this was happening. But... better to be truthful than anything.