"Some people with strong personalities might have trouble. Sort of like," she affects a (bad) southern accent, "'there's only room for one of us in this town.'"

Lena can think of a few people to whom that would apply.

"But it's good that you get along with yourself! Makes things easier, means you always have a friend, yeah?"

She hums thoughtfully. How to explain it... "A group of people fightin' for freedom from oppression. Usually kinda rag-tag, a little disorganized, but persistent."

Lena hasn't been here too long, but it does feel a little rag-tag so far.