A smile quirked her lips. "I have a shelter. I have what I need, and no I don't need help building one. I survived in military camps in the barren planes of Russia, so this is nothing." But it was sweet, she thought, for him to offer. "You should work on yours though, to make yourself comfortable."
"No, I imagine you wouldn't. But that's fine. I've learned things about my own future that I wasn't expected to learn, and I still don't understand." She nodded. "The SSR was formed by the president of the United States, but with Britain as an Ally during the war, we sent our best officers as well. It's not military, but we worked very closely with the military on the front lines."