"I wish we knew, too." she said, a hint of wariness to her voice. She was thinking of the possibility of predators, large and hungry ones. They were out in the open, despite the bridge. Shivering, a bit, she hugged herself, watching as they drew closer to the camp. "I wonder if there are people out here, if they'd be friendly or hostile..." she trailed off. That thought also worried her. They would just have to remain alert, and if they did come across other people, they should try a submissive, non-threatening approach first. It sure would be nice to gain some allies with a warm place to sleep and hot food to fill their bellies.<br/><br/>She could only hope.<br/><br/>We they finally reached their destination, she got out the car, closing the door behind her. She was carrying the dead man's clothes in her arm and found a place to set them down. "Hi Helen. How are things going?" she asked the other woman, looking at her.