She's careful to pack it tight before rubbing it gently along her forehead. Wick away some of that sweat, and cool her down before that swell of 'green' rushes to her cheeks again.

"What're we up for today, again? Somewhere out of the fucking way, and quiet, right?"

"...while moaning and groaning. Ughfuck that hit me all at once-"

She's gonna need a second that she knows she doesn't have. So? She was going to let him lead, scrape at her pack on the way to the door, slip her knife into her back pocket and - oh, shit.

"Joel... C'n you get my gun for me?"

❝ - infected are gonna be attracted to the smell of a good time, are they? ❞

Up on her feet. Wiping her mouth with the back of her sleeve - ugh, never mind, wiping her mouth with a scrap of something soft she'd snagged from a drawer half a day back.

Thumbs up. Hang on. Spitting on the ground. Thumbs up again.

❝ Alright, let's get outta here... ❞

'The Avengers'? Pfft. Stupid name. What's the point of 'avenging', if you already lost?

[ must've misheard. or misconstrued. mis-something, did she just say 'heroes that actually exist? ]

Did you want me to zap you? I've got more charges in here [ hopefully? ] we can make that happen.

You've never heard of Savage Starlight? Only the coolest comic book series... fucking, ever.

[ wrist fitted. fingers flexed - wait. Wrist flexed! Deep, angry currents surged !! and leapt out to bite ... well, the ground. but still! Cool!! ]

/ i'm gonna get the magic school bus, I'm gonna put together a team, we're gonna get that pebble out of there

/ no apologies necessary babe, you're juggling like... four different accounts rn on top of your skull trying to fight you. we're just happy you're here!