Becca had started to slowly slide away from the girl, moving slowly as she could to not risk the appearance of hostility. She tried to hide her fear, knowing that if she appeared as vulnerable as she felt right now that might also provoke the girl to attack. The way the girl looked at her, with that intent gaze, was extremely unnerving. When the gaze swept over her, eyeing her curves, and the slender shape of her body, Rebecca could not tell if the girl wanted to eat her or have her way with her. Given her options she kind of hoped for rape.  She forced a weak smile again, still slowly crawling away, and tried not to grimace when the girl started chewing on the poor lizard's head.<br/><br/>Much like she had with the man on the ridge, she tried to establish communication.<span style="color: indigo">"H-hi, m-my name's Rebecca, but most folks just call me Becca. What's yours? I can see.." </span>She cringed at the way the girl gnawed on the lizard.<span style="color: indigo"> ", see that you're hungry. There is food in that box on the hood there. They're mighty tasty and not so stingy or... still kinda moving, as that lizard you got there. F-feel free to help yourself. Y-your gloves are neat by the way."</span>She stopped talking, having run out of things to say, which was unusual for someone as innately curious as she was. She heard her other... assailant, she would call them, ordering the girl to kick her pack to her but it did not seem as though that was going to happen. Becca felt beads of sweat drip along her temples and down her cheeks, partly from the heat and partly from the tension that was building.<br/><br/><span style="color: indigo">"O-okay now, let's just all take a moment here. It seems to me that we all just got off on the wrong foot. You,"</span>she indicated the man in the strange attire with her rifle<span style="color: indigo">", took my rifle but I forgive that. Yes I will help you fix your radio if I am able to. Okay?" </span>She turned her gaze to the girl who was thankfully both almost done with the lizard and directing her gaze somewhere other than Becca.<span style="color: indigo"> "And you, Miss, just kinda jumped out of nowhere and that's a good way to startle folks. I think if you put that pointy thing away, if you can, and he lowers the gun we can talk this out. Just because we're in the forsaken wasteland is no reason to be civil."</span><br/><br/>She waited for a moment and when neither of them moved she sighed softly.<span style="color: indigo"> "Okay, well I need to get something out of my bag because if I don't it won't be long before I'm in a pretty bad way and then I won't be any good to either of you."</span>Again, she tried to ignore that fact that the girl had looked at her like she herself had looked at that box of Sugar Bomb Cereal she had found in the car. Cautiously, she stood up and moved toward her bag, wanting to get the rad-away that was in the front pocket. She was ready to back away at the first sign of hostility but even then she doubted her reflexes would be faster than the odd girl's.<i> Well,</i>she thought to herself,<i> at least it would be better than dying of radiation poisoning. Sort of.</i><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>