Lara leaned one elbow on the table and gazed at the woman. "No, but I know enough and like I said I want in." A rustle of movement from the second occupant of the table drew her icy gaze. She watched the young man's nervous behaviour for a moment before giving a derisive snort. "This is one of your companions, a scared little boy?" She couldn't keep the barbs out of her tone, sometimes her nature seeped out even when she tried her best to keep it contained. "He doesn't look like he could stand up to one of those dead rabbits I brought in." Her fingers tapped idly across the table top, irritation setting in. How was this mission supposed to succeed with so few people and such...frail looking fighters.<br/><br/>"When are you going to hit the road? I dislike being in town more than absolutely necessary." Lara stated, picking at a chip in the wooden top of the table. Being in such closed spaces and surrounded by so many dirty human made her uncomfortable and more irritable than usual and it was clearly showing in the way she was unable to remain still.