gearshift48 However, they will, by tomorrow, have a lot of volunteers, mostly just wanting to get away from the damn mines, but also to help these people who have suffered like them. These people would have nobody, just like they had nobody. They don't want that.
She hands him a cup, with a small bottle of sugar and liquid creamer, and sitting across from him. It appears that he can talk to her, and vent a bit. Somebody to talk to. She says nothing, only sipping her coffee and relaxing, trying not to tense him further.