Jenna took a suspicious glance at the sandwich and sighed, realizing that she owed Galahad a lot. She picked up the plate and quickly scanned the sandwich with her eyes before she took a cautious bite. She saw the fury rise and fall in his eyes as she slowly ate and tried to get her stubborn side out of the way long enough to get out of here without making an enemy out of someone she would really rather be neutral to her. After she finished the sandwich she turned away from Galahad and sighed.

"Thanks." Jenna sighed again and took another look at her surroundings, raising an eye at the Batman mug Galahad was holding. She tried to figure Galahad out but after that momentary burst of anger she only saw a level of control that made her uneasy. People in control of their emotions were harder to predict and Jenna had learned a long time ago that the key to survival was planning for what the other person would do, and with Galahad she couldn't. 

Jenna glanced her eyes at the Blacksmith and fought the urge to roll her eyes at the welder's mask. She tried to keep her voice even and non-confrontational while she spoke to him "I'm not going to tell anybody about your base. I want to get out of here just as much as you want me gone." She pulled her knees to her chest and put her arms over them "If it's any consolation, I didn't mean to pass out back there. I've never taken that many people with me before, I guess it was too much for me to handle."