John looked over the girl that had spoken carefully. Not military, or at least any military he recognized. Her attitude  and look were all wrong and noone he knew of still carried an uzi as a standard weapon, but he had no doubt she was a capable fighter. She looked hardended in a way, but it didn't really matter. He wasn't here to make enemies, he didn't even know where here was. The people he saw so far were the only ones that he knew he could associate with, they spoke English and they hadn't shot at him. That was a step up from most of the people he knew.<br/><br/>"Aren't you a confident woman? But I guess you are right. I haven't seen one thing I recognize since I got here. Last thing I remember I was in Europe handling some business. Next thing I know I am dropped here with you people."`