I do not miss the city. [it's said automatically, but after a moment she amends:] Miss the food. City had good food and I like food.

[Well she's certainly honest, but that should be no surprise.] Suppose they will tell us what we need to know, when we need to know it. Probably not before. Perhaps they think they are saving us, truly, like she said. Do not know.

There is not enough information. [She sighs deeply and shrugs, shaking her head.]