The stranger gave her opinion on the subject of where to go and it seemed that by popular vote, they would be heading to the church. Shrugging, Jeff agreed and the group began to set off. He let Gerald lead them and he took trail position as they moved along, keeping his rifle at the ready in case they were jumped. However, it seemed, at least for the moment, that they were safe so he decided to speak up. "Uh... I don't think I introduced myself earlier. I'm Jeff. It's better than calling me Shouty McShout Pants. What's your name?" He didn't speak much to strangers, so the question came out somewhat hesitantly said, but Jeff supposed he was clear enough in expressing his point.

Now that he had a free moment, he decided to look over the new stranger. She had a somewhat shady look to her, but, considering the various archetypes of 'shady' that came to mind, Jeff realized it was a bit hard to attribute her to one genre of shady. Her way of dressing seemed like something out of Blade Runner, but her hair's coloring definitely seemed to make her a tad rebellious looking. That, and her bored-ish look made Jeff decide that she wasn't the kind of person you'd want to meet in a dark alleyway. She was somewhat cute, but Jeff tended to stay away from her 'kind' and, as aforementioned, didn't look like the kind of person you'd want to mess around with.

Not that Jeff would get that chance. He wasn't bad looking [i]per se[/i], but he didn't have much experience with those of the fairer sex and this girl was probably not even on the same level as him. Sighing in an almost melancholic fashion, he remained in silence as they continued moving.