"I'm Sinthia," she greeted, pleasant enough even if she did lack a bit of enthusiasm for meeting other children. She took his hand in return, eyeing Henry curiously for a moment.

"I was in Austria," she volunteers, though she's since stopped bringing up the year unless asked; while the replicators could manage clothes she'd refused to wear some of the children's clothes it provided, leaving her in mostly uniform jumpers and skirts. "I've been here for a little while, though, and I don't think it's any more like Boston than it is like where I came in from."