"It's not hard," he countered, giving her a quick smile before his expression went deadpan again. "Even if no advice comes out of it, at least it's a chance to get it out." Then again, it seemed like if she wanted advice, she had a few other people that would have understood better than him.
He leaned back, his back hitting the wall. "Nothing is easy here. People show up with nothing, no way back, in a world that isn't theirs. They have to get used to a new way of living, that an apocalypse could come rolling through, things they once thought were just stores now exist. People coming back from the dead, old enemies showing up that you hoped you'd never see again. Clashing opinions. It's just my opinion but it seems like frustration isn't out of place. Sometimes even warranted."
Eliot ran a hand through his hair. "I guess what I'm saying is you've got a good reason to be scared. After what happened, the thought of a repeat would be enough to make anyone worried about what comes next. Just remember it's a different place, a different set of rules. He might be here, but he's on a turf that isn't his own. You, Romana, the other people from your world, you've been here longer. Home field advantage."