A small smile touches Sonia's face. "I suppose. Thank you." It seems to be the appropriate thing to say, one survivor to another. Mostly it's just been tiring is what she almost says, but just thinking that makes her tired. She keeps the smile instead.

"The village nearby is nice," she says diffidently. "The hill villages always are. It's not like they're not affected, but, you know -- they still have their daily lives...they're still living like they always have. It's just nice to...see that life goes on, sometimes."