After finishing off her tea-cake, Alexandria looked back from the compartment, into the back,  at that hooded girl who was so quiet. [color=39b54a]"Hey, something wrong?"[/color], Alexandria inquired. Bill, better known as Slinky, also wondered if anything heavy was on that ones' mind, but less so. As it was his job, he was quite absorbed into driving. He loved him some driving.

Eli's attention turned when she was addressed, having been settled on the metal floor of the truck during the prior conversation. It might have also been a bit because the man missing chunks of his body creeped her out. Just a bit. 

Despite that however, she met the woman's gaze with her own. Eli had been taught young and taught well that superiors were called so for a reason, no matter how they conducted themselves. If she was called upon, she would answer, simple as that.

[color=6ecff6]"No M'am,"[/color] she said, bowing her head in respect. 

[color=39b54a]"Are you certain? Having second thoughts on piloting a robotic deathtrap that could explode any minute?"[/color], Alexandria snorted a little at her own dark humor. Slinky countered her, however. [color=0072bc]"Eh, don't worry. Over both of our careers, we've seen NC's get torn in half, pilots were fine aside from some scratches. Good story. Story time, Alex?"[/color]

[color=39b54a]"Story time? Really? Nah. Maybe later, when we're sure this doesn't go horribly fucking wrong on the first mission."[/color]. Slinky nodded, a decent reason.

[color=6ecff6]"With all due respect, I'd rather die in an NC than on the streets in the Rest,"[/color] Eli said, flat. Maybe she was missing something in the response, but what mattered to her was making sure her superiors didn't think she was afraid to be a pilot. It was true what she'd said, Eli would infinitely prefer dying behind the controls than starving in some broken building, or getting mugged in an alley. Not that she thought she'd actually die out there.

Even if they were setting out to make Smith's Rest a better, safer place, it certainly wasn't there yet. 

Percy was just hoping nobody would dare to call upon him, the fiery redheaded guy in the tacky green jacket, probably looking like he'd rather die than be in there with 6 other people.. He tries to just ignore the chatter of them, and the slight chattering of his teeth, and he leans against the back of the truck. The [i]only[/i] reason he's in here is so then he can support his baby girl. He's not here to make friends. Making a friend so early would mean a very early heartbreak, if any of them died.

Alexandria would wait a bit before continuing her... friendliness crusade. [color=39b54a]"Hey, Greenie, care to join in on the conversation or continue sitting there all spooky-like?"[/color]

Percy felt his heart leap into his throat. Was she talking to him? With another look, and seeing that her gaze is set on him, he confirms it. He then looks down at his feet, biting down on nothing, his jaw tensing. God damn it, why can't he just speak? Just say 'no, I'm good, I'd rather not get attached to the people that very well might [i]die within the next few hours[/i] thanks'.. But he just shakes his head, smiling politely. He so very obviously looks uncomfortable with this whole situation, it's almost funny. Or pitiful. Depends on what kind of person you are.

[color=39b54a]"Pfft... great. Three silent NC pilots, that'd be great in the field, not calling for support or actually giving a shit about each other."[/color]

Joe is forced to giggle at the joke slightly.

[color=39b54a]"Well, two and a half."[/color]

Percy gives Alexandria a glare while Joe laughs. It's not hostile, just.. maybe offended? And for the first time since getting on the truck, he actually speaks, [color=lightgray]"Just 'cause I'm quiet doesn't mean I don't care."[/color] His voice is soft, almost like he doesn't [i]want[/i] to be heard, but it has a sort of firmness, almost like he's scolding her for daring to think that.

[color=0072bc]"Halfway there, ohhh, livin' on a prayer.."[/color] Slinky's quiet voice could be heard, audibly humming. [color=0072bc]"Damn, y'know what does suck about driving these days? These milspec trucks don't have any music players. I just wanna listen to some vintage, y'know? That's my dream. Just driving on an infinite road listening to some great music. Or flying, That's be fine too."[/color]