The Compound seemed to be in a state of chaos. Pam just had to count herself lucky, she supposed, that she and Jim hadn't, like so many others, woken up to find themselves having suddenly changed genders. Worrying about anyone else who might've fallen prey to the island's whim would come after coffee, though. With a cup of coffee in her hand, she turned, nodding in greeting at the guy who stood near her -- one she didn't remember having seen before -- with a smile. "Morning," she said casually. "It's crazy around here, huh?"
"Well, you have one now," Pam said as warmly as she could, ducking her head to meet his gaze. She at least knew what it was like to miss family. Just because she'd shown up to a lot of people she knew -- and some who knew her -- didn't mean there was no one she wished she could see, no one she wished would show up. "And if there's anything else I can do, let me know, okay? I know how hard this can be."
Admittedly, Sarah felt a little guilty for that, but there was no turning back now and she'd long since learned to handle that and put it aside quickly. "That's really nice of you," she said, nodding, "thank you. I might have to take you up on that. It's... a lot to take in."
"Yeah, well, trust me, I know the feeling," Pam replied gently, tucking a piece of hair behind her ear. "I'm pretty much always around, though, so I'd be glad to do whatever." With as awkward as she'd felt asking anyone herself, since everyone had known her before, it was the least she could do.
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