Goner had wandered around the grounds, which he had to admit wasn’t the smartest thing in the world to do. He was new to the environment, and new to the people he had just met. Helping to save Mel had helped give him a few points, he was sure, but how long would that last under their fluid circumstances. What he knew so far…the women were here the longest, and the men were a part of the crash he’d tried to investigate. Judging by Aden, it’s probably been a while since they’ve had any masculine company. That spelled all kinds of trouble.<br/><br/>He stopped when he heard movement along the path and stood still. Whoever or whatever it was, was coming his way. He decided to hold his ground for now, but eased off the adrenaline when he realized it was one of the other girls. He knew they were introduced…had to be, but he couldn’t remember her name. He loudly cleared his throat and smiled “Hey there…I know we met, but I’m no good with names at first…My name’s Goner, well, people call me Goner…you know. Are you alright? You’ve got the Atlas look going on, there.”<br/><br/>He gave her a small smile for an even smaller joke, but he knew a person feeling down when he saw one. Many times, it wasn’t just the physical dangers people needed saving from. There were the mental ones as well.<br/>