Ana sighed, â€œLook Iâ€™m just trying to help, alright?â€ She stepped up to the two boys. â€œYou can take my offer of help of refuse it, your decision.â€<br/><br/>Getting up close to these guys was probably bad and every fiber of her being was telling her to stay on guard. And thatâ€™s what she did. She eyed the two suspiciously. They looked the worse for wear but looked like they could handle themselves quick finely. Sticking her hip out a bit and opening the map open she went down to business.<br/><br/>â€œNow where are you guys heading?â€ She looked around the map and found out where they were, indicating with her finger and turning the paper over for them to see. â€œI suggest we hurry or else some<span style="font-style: italic">thing</span>might find us.â€ She tried not to look at the older gentleman Nathan because he made her blush. â€œMy name is Damianaâ€¦ But you guys can call me Anaâ€¦â€