<div class="floatright">(http://i45.tinypic.com/10xhhxz.jpg%5D)<br/><strong>Name: Korryn</strong> <br/><strong>Location: Camp site.</strong> <br/><strong>Summary: Completely <br/>confused <br/>by Noah, <br/>as well as a little worried.</strong> <br/><strong>Tagged: Noah, Maria</strong></div><br/>She noticed the pair walking towards her. The two red heads. The one Meat-bags had claimed for himself, and then the boy. The one who'd shot that girl. He didn't look like he was doing so good, and that became more and more apparent the closer he got. She was about to turn and look away; better not to get mixed up in this, when he called out to her. Or, at least, she thought it was her. She looked around to see if there wwas by some off chance a shiny being around, and there was none.<br/><br/>Her eyebrows drew together slightly. This kid... he needed some help. A lot of help. She took a few  steps forward "Are you talking to me?" She asked at first. Slowly, she reached out a hand and put it on his shoulder. "I'm not bright... just... blonde." It was meant to come out as a joke. A bad one, but, a joke none-the-less. She smiled at him, placing both of her hands on his, trying to pry them gently away from his head.<br/><br/>"You're gonna hurt yourself, hun. Lets put these down." She said to him, as a mother who was trying to calm down her child who'd just scraped their knee would. She looked to Maria, and gave her a soft smile.<br/><br/>"We've met briefly," She said to her with a nod. She looked between the two of them. "I'm Korryn."