She nods, somewhat comforted by the reassurance. It would be a little too insane if somebody told her she had been sent here from Earth, which had also been destroyed. Still, it had been a nagging thought.

Then she frowns. The miming is pretty effective, actually. "Food," she repeats, and "drink." But is he asking where to find such a thing? She scans the nearby buildings, but there aren't any convenient pictures on windows or doors that she can see from here.

Putting a hand to her temple she focuses on x-ray-y thoughts. That does seem to do the trick, and depending on how hard she squints she can look through all the different buildings. She finds what she's looking for in the form of several people all eating in the same building.

She blinks and her vision goes back to normal.

"Food, drink!" She points.