Yes, the coffee is pretty damn terrible. Allison is still trying to decide if she's doing herself more harm than good drinking it, but her body is craving caffeine so she's settling for it.

The assurance really does help and, even if the change in her expression is minimal, they still relax a little bit nonetheless. It's almost as if they have something in common, other than being here - they both think the place is wonky altogether.

"That's good. Everybody sticking together, that's...good." It makes her a little homesick, because she misses her friends too, but she braves a small smile nonetheless. "Not much. Making sense of the...glitches, I guess."

'Glitches.' That still sounds weird to her, but she's just using the terminology that she was given.