Renna chuckled as Irenes snarked at her. But then, they both were focused on the events going on outside. "<span style="font-weight: bold">I don't they'd let anyone important in here. It'd be a death sentence.</span>" She sighed, putting a hand to her chin in thought, before her face seemed to light up. "<span style="font-weight: bold">Hey! Maybe they're letting more of those death row inmates in here! That was a wild time. Even some of the ferals managed to make they're way up here with all that fresh meat. And of course, we ate like queens!</span>" She put a hand over the Kitsune's shoulders, while another prodded at her rounded gut. "<span style="font-weight: bold">You still look like you're wearing a few of them pounds. I bet you'd be a nice tasty meal if anyone could get their jaws around you.</span>" Renna kept teasing, until a whistle broke her focus. She looked out to see a fairly human looking figure. But with his lack of clothes, it was safe to assume he was a Fantastic. Perhaps an elf of some sort? either way, she was happy to see someone. She walked over to the door, and flung it open. "<span style="font-weight: bold">Hey there Handsome! We got soup in here! Got anything to bargain for it?</span>" Currency was rather useless inside the wall. But Renna was always willing to feed someone if they had something to barter for it. Weather it was fuel to keep the generators going, new meat and produces to keep things running, or even some shiny bits and baubles she could make into some kind of gaudy clothing. But as she yelled to the elf man, she thought she could hear another whistle, but a different tune, and a different tone...