Malia understood Carson’s reasoning for wanting to destroy the armory, she wasn’t very familiar with guns but she could only assume they do massive amounts of damage, especially when in the wrong hands. She carefully set down the pistol she held in her hand, her fingers grazing its sleek body. “Well, maybe after everything dies down, and we’re sure that this isn’t an issue anymore, we can destroy them. If they only bring pain, we don’t need them.” Malia was a particularly quick learner, so figuring out the basics of both the Growlers and the guns wouldn’t be that big of man issue. The real issue would be getting other Striders to trust her, if even a little.<br/><br/>She looked up as well at the sound of the buzz, her eyes then finding Carson as he gave her the half smile. She instinctively went to intertwine her fingers with his, but pulled away at the last moment. She figured the other Striders should trust her before whatever her and Carson were was a shared fact.<br/><br/>She expected another Strider such as himself to walk through the entryway, she didn’t expect to be scrutinized under the eyes of a young woman. Her eyes were cold, hard, and her glare that settled in Malia almost had her stepping back. Almost. She had to admit, she was beautiful once the whole rough and tough exterior was overlooked. She stood next to Carson quietly, though when Malia was referred to as a ‘fuckbuddy’, her eyes flickered to the floor for a moment. Still, she kept quiet, feeling much more at ease when Carson defended against Sunny’s statement. Malia wasn’t sensitive, it just made her rather uncomfortable. However, when she was bashed based in the looked of her abilities, she stepped one foot forward, nearly opening her mouth to defend herself, though Carson had her beat. She stepped back.<br/><br/>Hearing Sunny refer to Carson as ‘Cars’ made her raise an eyebrow, glancing between them before she set off, throwing one last insult in their direction. Jain, she nearly defended that they hadn’t done...anything, but again, she kept her mouth shut.<br/><br/>“She’s lovely.” Malia muttered, heaving a sigh and finally letting her guard facade down since they were alone. “She definitely hates me. And she’s known me for like, two whole seconds.” It was plain to see, earning the trust of these Striders may prove harder than not. “Were you and her ever..you know.” She shrugged slightly. It seemed there was a specifically hard glare that was sent in her direction.<br/><br/>She sighed again, biting her lip. “I guess once the other two get here I’ll meet them, maybe not get insulted, and I’ll explain to them what the Runners are while you explain the situation?” She offered a game plan, glancing around the room.