Lavender’s eyes flickered to her right at the sound of speech, thinking it was to someone else. But, she was taken back to see that the latino girl had been talking to her. Eyebrows furrowing, Lavender looked down at the girl. She’d have preferred to just slip into the background and go about her business, but with the woman literally staring at her and asking about what to do next… what could she do? And that also raised another question:

[i]When did she get silently voted leader?[/i]

Giving a somewhat nervous look, the tall girl quickly looked around almost as if hoping someone else could swoop in and be the hero of this group. Let’s see…

Cold and quiet woman who’s only word so far has been a territorial ‘mine’ in regards to a bed. She’d immediately gone to walk to the crates in the mock dining room. So, she’s resourceful then.

And a very nice woman who seemed to be trying to make the best of the situation, seeming to be quite good at making clothing. Size didn’t matter, any clothing would be important.

Welp, no help there.

Eyes moving back to the woman standing by her, she cleared her throat slightly. Ignoring the small twinge of pain, she licked her lips before opening her mouth to speak. “Maybe we should take stock? See what has been left behind so that… we know what we have to… work with?” The light southern accent was practically made naught by the grumbling deepness of her voice. She internally cringed at the sound, not even minding the small ache that came from her throat.

Before she could even ask what the other women thought of the idea, a clearing of a throat caught her attention. And it was distinctly male and, last time she checked, there were no males in this group… quickly looking over as her left hand automatically went to her back as if to grab her gun.

But, she was brought face to face with… a guy. Just some guy. Her eyes flickered to the knife in his hand and she felt nervousness bubble up inside of her along with anger at the sight of the open door. [i]Sure, the big door was no problem. But, we must’ve forgotten to close the other door.[/i] She scolded herself, but decided to not focus on her own annoyance and instead focus on the new arrival.

“Who are you? What do you want?"