Falcon did her best to memorize the names of everybody there. It shouldn't have been to hard, should it?... Except she had a pretty rubbish memory. She was pretty sure that she was going to be able to remember Christina, as she was the only other girl, but the other two... Falcon had pretty much forgotten already. They both started with Ns, right? Falcon shrugged, giving up. She would just address the others as 'you' or 'hey' for the time being. Falcon grinned at Christina as the girl revealed her name. "<strong>I remember you now! I loved that nickname, I was constantly jealous."</strong>Falcon told her, perking up slightly. It was true, since back then, way back then, Falcon had been quite the girly girl. Now days she was perfectly fine with her name.<br/><br/>Falcon couldn't say that she remembered the others very much though. It could have been because of her horrible memory, or because she hadn't known them for too long yet, but either way she didn't remember them. Falcon smiled at Christina when she offered the clothes, nodding.<strong>"That would be nice, and that was smart. I had a small bag of possessions just in case, but I was hanging out in the sewer at the time of the call."</strong>Falcon told her, making a sour face before glancing down quickly at herself. When she shifted, she still had her clothes on, but sometimes they were messed up, but until then Falcon hadn't taken the time to check. Luckily, her clothes had stayed pretty much intact, though there were a few holes on her pant legs. Not the worst price to pay ever.<br/><br/>Falcon looked at the guy that had jumped down from the middle of nowhere when he spoke about traps, her interest immediately captured. She liked all things that had a spring and some mechanisms, and traps often had both. But it was the fact that everybody seemed resigned to the fact that they were going to get found in this hiding place that scared Falcon a tiny bit. Was there really no place safe in this world for them?