[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=8dc73f]Amelia Payne[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://encrypted-tbn0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcTojj1OLJ5T4f77dGDefsPABUy66bkRd0RrN7KvzNO5QjJ6xT01sw[/img][hr][b]Location:[/b]Camp Mexico Beach: Quarantine (W: Conference Room)
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	Amelia's emotions and had no way of changing this fast, nor was she going to develop an instant trust towards anyone. The best she could do and would allow herself to do was to keep quiet and just play along for the time being. Should there truly be no danger to them, things could change in the future. Or maybe they won't... She wasn't sure she'd ever belong with these new people at this location. As long as Riley was here, she was happy enough and was going to try to contribute as to keep their place here. That's if it truly was as they were explaining here.

	She was a little bit concerned about all the incoming examinations that were mentioned. Frankly as far as she knew herself aside the lice problem she was fine, but who knew down on biological level. The human body had a weird way of adapting and getting used to certain conditions so she might have had something she didn't even realize. That was one benefit of being here, at least they were going to learn their physical condition soon enough in detail. 

	As the speech went on and on, more information was given. Amelia was truly surprised they were going to be making prostetics for the people who had lost limbs. That was surely not an easy thing to make and probably required specilized resources and tools. Her inner doubts and presented facts were conflicting hard here. Then there was the fact they were going to be given actual clothing now. Well... at least they weren't going to be walking around like some slaves in basic clothing anymore. She was glad about that as she watched people being called one by one to grab their bag of clothing. Eventually Riley went on too and returned. Amelia couldn't help but throw questioning look at her love, but it didn't last for too long cause before long her own name was too called and she moved forward, keeping her head slightly down and avoiding eye contact with anyone present.

	As she took her clothing and pack, she finally looked up and at the Auntie woman's face and at the Gunny person. Amelia didn't feel too great right now and she was never a talkative person to begin with, but she still gave a really tiny smile and managed to utter in a mosquitto voice.[color=8dc73f]" Thank you..."[/color] Before she just looked down again and hurriedly escaped away back to her seat, returning to Riley's calming presence. At least normal clothing was a good thing to wear not like these robe things. She quickly gave the things in the back a quick look, before closing it again. She now only hoped they were going to be dismissed or whatever they were going to call it soon, so she can hide away in a bed or something after confirming there were no opened ways for a walker to slip inside of course.