Christmas had arrived early on the island, if you celebrated that kind of thing. Besides waking up with a bed and two of her outfits from home, one being her White Canary costume, the main camp had been littered with things that they needed, from building supplies to hygiene products. It was a good day.
Sara was moving around camp, sorting through supplies they had received and generally being as excited as Sara got about these things. She was about to turn and head back to her shelter for something, when an approaching stranger caught her eye. Strangers didn't mean jumping to automatic defense or even offense around here. New people were arriving all the time, that was the point. Still, a part of her always automatically felt guarded when a new person approached. She just didn't let that show. Too much.
Instead of heading in the direction of her shelter, she took a few steps toward this new person, drawing closer to him as he arrived in the main camp. "Hi." she greeted casually. "You must be new. Welcome to the main camp." She didn't know everyone at camp well, but she always made sure she could place names to faces shortly after people arrived. He may have already posted something on the network, but Sara wasn't quite as good with that. "Did it take you long to find us?"