"A few months," he answered her question, only nodding when she said she'd take help. There was something familiar about her. Maybe the dark hair against pale skin with eyes that were dark with depth to them. Jones.

Luke pushed the thought of his mind. "I'd recommend going to your assigned housing first. It'll have clothes and maybe other things from home." His suggestion was uttered while getting his device out of his pocket. He thumbed through the screens until a map appeared. "Just search for your name and it'll show where you're supposed to reside."