Netty remained silent. She volunteered her services and that was all needed to be done. They understood she was willing to go out but she had to agree that this storm made some of her abilities a bit less effective. The meeting was finished and some remained in the room and she did not feel compelled to leave just yet. Facing the weather to just sit somewhere else did not seem desirable. People continued talking around her, trying to find solutions, trying to make things better and she just listened to them all. Thane would figure something out, despite the fact that he looked tired, or something. It was hard to tell with him since he seemed to hide whatever he was feeling rather well.<br/><br/>They needed to wait for Detta's report. Netty would offer to try and look or listen for her but it would be futile. With all the wind, sand, and no direction to really look in it would be tough and nearly impossible. Hopefully this would clear up quickly and water would be available again. She was starting to fade, and found herself growing more tired, faster.<br/><br/>The leggy woman stood and pulled her goggles down over her eyes. After a moment more of listening to ideas she gave a nod to them all.<br/>"If you find that you need me... by all means, seek me out."<br/>She pulled her scarf back over her nose and mouth and then made her way outside and towards her small home. She needed to rest, who knows when Detta would be back and what would happen next.