She looked for the one who talked to her. She smiled a little by looking at this obviously very tired man...well a comrade. "Yeah, I'm from Leeds. Born in the worker slums. But growing up there is not too bad." She sighs remembering all the old times. Then she added quickly "Well it was, bloody hell it was, but not for me...I had alot of friends down there. I only never knew why my father was..." She stopped abruptly. "Wow...I'm sorry. I'm Miley!" She smiled her 'white-teeth-smile' again. "Who are you?"