Hackett stood up in front of Ashleigh and Utem, glancing back at Franka and nodding. "<strong>We'll rest for a few, but try to keep yourselves quiet and be ready to move shortly.</strong>" Hackett whispered, staring down at the two on the ground in front of her, blinking slowly as she glanced up to look around. She flipped down her night vision and turned them on, the world basked again in a green hue and brightened to her satisfaction.<br/><br/>The area was bleak, just as it had been the last time she looked, but at least there were no obvious signs of any Infected, or... 'stinkers', as they were aparently dubbed by the locals. Albeit curious, Hackett thought it was better if she just ignored that pending question in the back of her mind about asking, it was borderline unprofessional and definitely not a need to know thing. She figured it had something to do with the rotting smell that had assaulted her nose since the attack, but again, she didn't ask questions when the answer wasn't something she gave a damn about.<br/><br/>Turning to Franka, Hackett flipped off her night vision and pushed the goggles upwards, walking towards the woman slowly, careful to stay a few feet away as to avoid another lecture. "<strong>So, tell me about this home.</strong>" Hackett whispered to Franka, gazing out across the riverbed thoughtfully, casually looking up into the sky at the moon. "<strong>Anyone else staying there? How do you know of it?</strong>" she slowed down, glancing at the ground for a moment as she turned down the rapid fire questionnaire, especially since it was likely Anna and her gang of misfits were the first contact this girl had with civilization since the gassing.<br/><br/>Anna looked at Franka, lowering her rifle slightly as she did so. "<strong>I don't mean to sound ungrateful, we are thankful for your help.</strong>" Then came the big plunge. "<strong>But to be honest, I don't a lot of reasons to trust locals from around here, and not because of the way things are over here.</strong>" Hackett said that with a hint of understanding, and with a good bit of sorrow in her voice, which she probably unsuccessfully tried to hide.