[@Wick]

Beatrix was good at slipping under the radar… really good. When you owned a typically male dominated bar, you learned to do a multitude of things. Know which alcohol was which, know how to defend yourself from a particularly grabby customer, and when to make yourself blend in during any bar fights until you could load your rifle. And in such unfamiliar territory on a less open and free space, Beatrix was in her own type of peace just wandering around. She’d noticed the captain and Blade wander off somewhere and got a bad feeling in her gut yet she decided to leave them be.

And it was through her wandering that she came across Marybeth. Her head tilted to the side and she briefly considered leaving the woman to her own devices and instead going on her way. But, the tenseness in the woman tugged at the good inside of her and she was unable to leave. 

[b]“Hey… you okay there, Marybeth?”[/b] She asked the woman as she took a few steps closer yet still remaining a bit away. Just in case.