It's a republic. Sort of makes a bridge to North America. Not one of the better places to hide in that part of the world, but the... easiest with my connections.

[She shrugs. It is what it is. Maybe she wouldn't be here if she hadn't gone through that ordeal, somehow? And that would be horrible.

But she chuckles at the idea of a cocktail party.]

That would be fun. Not entirely sure how we'd manage it, though...