When Nora realized she had called out the wrong person, she had to blink between both the Asian man and the African American man. “Oh, sorry.” She muttered, then gulped audibly. Maybe she was a bit more shaken up than she had realized.<br/><br/>The black man gave a further explanation for his beliefs, wrapping what seemed like an act of inhumane treatment with a pretty bow, as if that made it better. His excuse was that killing them faster was a better way to handle it, rather than letting them die due to exposure. But when he mentioned the Titanic, Nora shook her head. “There weren’t enough lifeboats on the Titanic to begin with. And the lifeboats that they did use, were not filled to their capacity.”<br/><br/>She sighed when he wrapped up his argument. Not that she considered it to be much of one at all. “When you actually care about human life, you do what you can for others. You certainly don’t kill them first, because it’s sparing them from the elements.” She folded her arms over her chest, again looking to Mark, wondering when in the hell he planned to pipe up about this.<br/><br/>Finally, he said something about other options. Mark suggested searching for shelter nearby, and Nora nodded in agreement. That was their only hope, really. Assuming there was some sort of a shelter nearby, Mark’s idea was the best option. To Nora, it was the only option. “That’s what we’re doing. No voting necessary.” Nora noticed that the man who was ready to execute others was annoyed that they weren’t following his train of thought, but he didn’t pipe up, thankfully.<br/><br/>The woman cradling her husband’s arm piped up, saying she’d stay with the others. “If there’s some way to make a fire…” Nora started, looking around with uncertainty. “Just try to keep warm.” She looked to the men, then. “Who’s scouting for shelter?” She perked a brow. Frankly, if the murderous one wanted to go, then Nora would rather stay behind.