Omega's certainly become acclimated to being around other people, but it's a little easier here, or so she's found. Maybe it's because they're all strangers to this place like she is. That there aren't many others her age hasn't really bothered her, not that she hasn't been sad when those who had been had long since vanished, but she's simply used to being surrounded by adults, or at least those who look it.

While Dustin is wary of the food, the young clone is absolutely amazed by the spread. The overwhelming presence of peanut butter flavored food doesn't discourage her in the least, but it's not a flavor she's ever had until coming here and she and her brother probably enjoy it more than most people should. She's still considerate about what she puts on her plate, not wanting to take too much, even with all the encouragement to eat. She's even helped herself to some of Dustin's offering. It doesn't smell like peanut butter, which is probably for the best. There is too much of a good thing, after all.

"Hello," she greets cheerfully as she sets her plate down and settles into the seat beside Dustin. "Isn't all this food amazing? I've never seen so much."