Anon shook her head. “Not everyone. My sister, a few others. Haven’t seen any others from my world.” She replied with a sad look but at his suggestion she nodded. “Yes I think I have but alot of time has past for me to go out and try.” She glanced at him.
Cloud nodded. That sounded about right. For all the friends he had who were still here, so many others were gone. he hoped they were well, back home. Most of them probably were, but…
“It’s never too late,” he noted. “Friends tend to be pretty… important to surviving this place.”
"Seems like it." She sipped her drink in a thirstally matter. "I have survived for most of my time here. Did get into some trouble and learned how to fight but my singing is what drew me here." Anon spoke softly. "People have helped me along. How about you.."