Greta shrugs as Angus lowers himself to the ground - taking care not to unseat Beth - and sprawls out lazily. "Looking for someplace new to stay. Iman said the old ROMAC apartment building ought to be safe, since it's under new management." She does like the location; it's very near the Park and a lot of museums, as well as a Rifty-frequented bakery she's heard about, but comfortably distant from the old Base.

"And I've, er, been watching the news," she adds with a faint wince. "Have you seen the reports?" The Rift's tantrum had been so extensive that even if ROMAC had been at their full strength, she doubts they could have covered it up. While Iman had gone to fetch her things, Greta had been glued to the television, watching all the reports of heavy snow in Times Square and patches of jungle appearing in the Ramble and other assorted impossibilities. She's not sure how everyone avoided making the Rift public knowledge up until this point, but the cat's definitely out of the bag, now.