"Svetlana." She introduced herself in turn, fingers worrying absently at the wrapper of her water bottle. "Most call me Lana for short, if you prefer." The normalcy of talking with people over breakfast struck her as almost absurd for the moment, but she supposed it was better than panicking. "I saw some of the conversations on the computer," she said, nodding towards the man who'd mentioned it. "I think I might stay here and inventory what's in the house as well. I wasn't able to do much yesterday. So everyone else woke up here yesterday as well? Or have some been here longer?"
She watched Jack pull out more cooking utensils and implements for a moment before straightening slightly. "Is there anything I can help with?" She wasn't the greatest cook, but she had yet to mess up eggs.