Eli normally would have kept quiet. Last time they'd had a ride like this, she'd done her due diligence and given her side, however now it seemed like no one else was going to speak. Joe she wasn't surprised with, the man was more stone than flesh for all she knew, but Percy's silence came off as odd. Though she supposed she didn't know him well enough to really say, he did seem...off, on a thinner wire so to speak. The reasons didn't concern her, he was an adult and he could manage his own issues, she was sure, but it did leave the new-blood's question unanswered. Taking Joe and Percy's liberties, she addressed Jan.

[color=00aeef]"We're from Smith's Rest,"[/color] she began, motioning to each of the others as she named them. [color=00aeef]Percy Moore, Joseph Verona, and my name is Eli."[/color]

Satisfied with her response, she settled back into her seat. Having to bridge conversational gaps wasn't her forte, nor was it something she enjoyed, but she figured it worked well enough. 

Her thoughts returned to past battle, mulling over the mysterious NC "savior". The word left a sour twinge on her tongue and she hadn't even spoken it, she would not call some mercenary their hero. Were his combat skills impressive? Certainly. Did he assist in the protection of Smith's Rest? Of course. Did that make him anything more than a potential threat? No. The man, whoever he was, was dangerous, and the knowledge that they would encounter him again settled like a rock in her stomach. The more she thought about the fight, the way they'd all been taken down, how her heart leapt into her throat when Blur plummeted, the more her ambient memories turned bitter. Eli found herself, in the end, more frustrated with the mystery NC than angry with the attackers, not that she would [i]ever[/i] voice it. Still unsure of where she stood with the Captain, she thought it best if, for the time being, she kept her actions strictly professional and by-orders. 

So instead her thoughts went to Vera, returning to what was left of the Hangar to find the girl huddled and clutching the revolver had shaken Eli more than she'd ever admit. Of course, Vera had almost effortlessly bounced back, all smiles and pride by the time the migration began. It was likely the girl was either already at the new base of operations, or was preparing to leave for it, given her "assistant" status. At least at the end of the horridly cramped ride Eli could look forward to that. 

Trying her best to keep her mind on lighter thoughts, Eli opted to spend the rest of the ride in relative silence.