Franka mainly watched and listened, half of her attention always on their surroundings. It was calm now, this late night, beautiful, surprisingly fresh, given how warm, almost hot, the days had become. Franka decided she could drink a little of her water, and fished out the bottled, enough of a distraction not to notice how close Hackett had come, so that the soldier's hand landed on Franka's shoulder before she could step back or turn away. The bottle on its way up to her mouth stopped in midair when she froze, mouth already open. Her eyes moved to her shoulder, her leather jacket was guaranteed to be spluttered with infected blood. She turned towards Utem and whispered. "Ahem - Utem, still got that disinfectant?"<br/><br/>Returning her gaze to the soldier, she reminded her. "Don't touch anything with that hand before you disinfected your glove, right?" She was not angry now, as little as she had been angry at Utem, these were natural mistakes to make, they had happened to people all the time, years after they ought to have learned better. The team couldn't be expected to have internalised repressing the impulse to touch, make kind gestures, but she, Franka, she should have payed more attention. "Sorry, should have - you know, stepped aside." She took a swig from the bottle to quench both her thirst and her anger at herself, then answered the question. "Vinxel, right? I've been there. Buildings are intact, nothing wild went on around there. They completely evacuated it early on. What stinkers are around have strayed there later. Should be few."<br/><br/>She paused, thinking, eyes squinting at the tree line. She seemed to hesitate, weigh an option. "I might know a better place, nearby. Single house, though, but - well, they were ecology fanatics. Water supplies, energy, the building's got it's own. We've used it as a safe house, and keep things working, in case..." She gave a small shrug. "Well, water, heating, energy from the solar cells on the roof and stuff, alarm systems, huge wall around it, it's all there. I don't think they'd mind if I let you stay there. I don't know if you'd trust me, though. If you'd rather not, then - Vinxel's a good choice, too."