Maja Nilsson sat straight-backed in her chair with her hands placed on her lap. She spoke up.

[color=82ca9d]"Who are we looking for, exactly? Are we just going to take to the streets until someone pulls a gun on us? Or shoot every person who looks at us wrong?"[/color] Her eyes flitted between the participating group members, but settled on Donny. Her tone of voice was not sarcastic or mean-spirited. They were simply phrased as questions.

Maja's sunglasses were clipped the collar of her business jacket, pressing against the fabric of her scarf. Her eyebrows were constantly furrowed, mouth always slightly frowning. Other than that, she had no passive mannerisms, or idle actions. Her hands were simply placed on her lap, her legs were flat against the ground and her shoes pointed forward, placed side-by-side.