A look of sympathy- or perhaps just empathy- crosses Fred's face when Martha said it was just her. There was a point in Fred's life when she thought she'd be nothing but alone, and then it was repeated later (but for a much shorter time) when it was just her hiding from the entirety of Los Angeles. Having Angel and the rest of his group the past few years had been practically a miracle after that.

So Fred bit her lip and nodded knowingly at Martha. "Being alone's never fun," she said, understating it by quite a bit. "At least we don't have to worry about that here. It's really good to meet you too, Martha. I'm sure I'll be seeing you around a lot soon," she added with a smile. "Maybe we can avoid swapping apocalypse stories sometime."