Moving to the truck she sucked in her breath to see the monster that the twisted metal had destroyed. "Man your uglier than my uncle Ted.." The words were meant for her, yet her face soon took a look of sorrow when she realized a young girl, not much younger than herself was dead in the back. Whoever was with her looking to have been close she went over to the body with a lump in her throat. "Should at least do somethen of a rest, burn the body so the the scavengers don't get her."

Pulling at her pouches she produced a few matches, dried grass from the side of the road she offered to help move the girl away from the wreck to lay her to rest. 

Hearing the other male caused her to look back though. "James...Bit shorter than most, blond hair, brown eyes. Acts tough, high school age?" Her words quick causing an accent to come through she found her eyes widening. "Is he aright? Where is he?" With a warmth at her back she moved to grab him when he began to leave, speaking about her farm she began to shake her head. "Going the wrong way, come now I'll offer a place of sanctuary as payment for helpen him. You to, might as well I got a girl with my horse back in the woods, more pepole to stand guard at night I'll say."