You've got to be kidding me. [She says it flatly, incredulous.] Why do you think this is Hell? Or whatever.
[If nothing else, there is an instinct in her to figure out where she is and find a way out. Borne from the hundreds of apocalyptic events she's outrun, from an entire lifetime with only one goal: Escape and survive.]
I guess that means there's no way off this ship? So how did we get here? Did you just wake up here as well?
[She thinks about letting the questions stand and ignoring his introduction - it's how she's operated often enough in the past, not wanting to let people know who she is or how she got there. But this... this is a different sort of puzzle. And maybe he'd tell her more of what he knows if she didn't blow him off. So, after a moment, she tells him,]
Re: I
[If nothing else, there is an instinct in her to figure out where she is and find a way out. Borne from the hundreds of apocalyptic events she's outrun, from an entire lifetime with only one goal: Escape and survive.]
I guess that means there's no way off this ship? So how did we get here? Did you just wake up here as well?
[She thinks about letting the questions stand and ignoring his introduction - it's how she's operated often enough in the past, not wanting to let people know who she is or how she got there. But this... this is a different sort of puzzle. And maybe he'd tell her more of what he knows if she didn't blow him off. So, after a moment, she tells him,]
I'm Sylvie.