Raza
He’s the one who dragged them out here lookin’ for somethin’, and since he is absolutely not impressed with her findin’ skills, she’s happy to leave him to do the rest of it. Follwin’ in his footsteps again, she’s a bit relieved to be behind him when he asks that particular questions. Yes, of course she knows why he’s askin’, but it doesn’t mean she can’t play dumb for a bit. “What d’ya mean?” she shoots lightly back after a slight hesitation. Pretendin’ to keep her focus on where she’s steppin’ next, Raza doesn’t exactly avoid his gaze or answerin’ the question, she just… wants to know exactly what she’s walkin’ in to if she disagrees with him. Out here. In the middle of an empty swamp.
reppin' a district of obvious misfits
