Minerva walking a couple feet to the right of Conor pulled her sniper rifle off of her back pointing it towards the roof of the building.  As Conor called out to her friends.  Minerva stared down into the court yard below.  Even from this height she would be able to see anything moving. It was part of the special things she was able to do ever since that damn virus had been unleashed changing her world forever.  Until she had met Conor Minerva had always considered a very nasty turn for the worst.  Now she wasn't so sure.  Of course it was still really bad but somehow... Minerva shook those thoughts from her head.  Conor was a very attractive young woman who would make a very good friend but Minerva doubted that Conor would ever want to be anything more with someone like her.  At this thought a frown formed on her lips as she looked over in time to see both of Conor's friends easily leap the gap between the building.   Minerva gave them both a quick look over and said, "Ok your here you all might as well come back into the house.  It's colder than a witches tit in a brass bra out here."  Minerva's eyes lingered on Conor's for only a few moments longer before she led the now larger group into her home.  Leading them all back into the kitchen where she started to make some coffee.