[In truth, Cain barely counts anyone as his friend--they're acquaintances all, even if on fantastic terms with the promise of a solid friendship later. He'll just have to fib a bit, to avoid looking too unkind by his lack of trust in anyone. He'll go ahead and discretely point them out if they're in view.]
The young lady who organized this, Jeanne Francaix. We've had our disagreements, but even then she reminds me quite a bit of a woman from my regiment--Lieutenant Jenit Sulla. Jeanne hersely isn't an ideal soldier, but she's certainly stout of heart.
There's also Jennifer Shibuya, one of the first people to welcome me when I arrived. Fantastic woman. Had she been born of the Imperium, I can easily imagine her pious and hard-working.