Winter sighed and pressed two fingers to her eyes... it was like the whole world was trying to give her a heart attack. She'd just relaxed from the shock the other woman had given her before the clack of the pebble had made her practically leap sideways.<br/><br/>As such, she was pretty quiet until the Walmart decision, not wanting to sbe snippy again over being frightened.<br/>"That sounds good," she agreed, her British accent sharp against the American drawls. Turning on her heel, she headed for her car, picking her way over the bodies again until she could open the boot and the back door.<br/>"Let's transfer my stuff across to your car, or whatever that truck thing is called. If you think it's reliable, that is. The rest of you can go scout out that Walmart place, right? Whoever's helping me can keep an eye on the car accident guy."