Maggie looked at the young man before her, looking at him up and down, measuring him, before looking at his face, trying to figure out whether if she should trust him or not. Ever since the report came out, she wasn't sure on [i]who[/i] to trust nowadays. Anybody could be involved, and anybody could be a traitor. But if it weren't for this male in front of her, she wouldn't have gripped his offered hand just now. 

"Yes. Like Shaggy Rogers", Maggie confirmed slowly yet cautiously, while he helped her to her feet. "You're...Nathanial Jones? As in Fred Jones?", she really wanted to confirm whether if this "Nate" was to be trusted. What choice did she have? 

"Shaggy's my brother, and he's missing. Every day, I sit at home, waiting for his arrival back here, and the police are not helping", she defended quickly when he told her that she shouldn't be here. It made her pause, and think up another question. "Wait. Then why are you here?"