Heather gave a pout at Seren as he introduced her less than excitedly. Shouldn't he be happy to see someone else alive? She sure as hell was! The more people there were around, the higher the chance was of surviving. She knew that already. So long as everyone had their head in the right place, they'd be okay. Right? Her mind was probably very unhealthily focused on everything but the carnage around them, and somewhere, the sanity at the back of her mind was telling her she was going to break down hard later.<br/><br/>"Marco!!" She called, waving eagerly before dragging Seren over to him with absolutely no regard for whether he was friendly or not. She didn't care what he looked like, really, who he was, but he was young, alive, and seemed healthy! Her smile greeted him more than Seren and his words, and she held her hand out to shake his. "We're gonna be survivor buddies! ....But we still need the 'Asshole' and the 'Token Black Guy'." Her humor probably wasn't going to be very appreciated at a time like this, but it kept her away from more crushing thoughts. Those weren't places she wanted her mind to be. Not around other people.