A women of Hispanic looks sits at bar drinking water. She overheard talk between Tharog and others in bar. Speaking truth, false democracy, avoiding bloodshed - that is familiar. Terrible clothes, resembling bag of potatoes... looks like he may passed through hell. He looked like someone she heard about but not saw yet so she was not sure about it. 'It may be a good idea to talk with him' she thought and aproached him.
'So you speak about people's injustice and false democracy? I know other people who do same.'