"You're both survivors from the crash huh? Don't worry about it too much, the folks around here tend to try and help those that survive, hoping they'd be treated the same if they had to start over too.<em>Right?</em>" The harsh voice of the broad-shouldered woman seemed to make the men present tense up and nod quickly, before she walked over to the kitchen's side of the place. "Don't let them get you too drunk. I'm going to take inventory."<br/><br/>As she left the main room the men seemed to breathe a little more easily, and certainly Marcia's gesture had drawn quite a share of interest among them. Most of them didn't really stand out, young as they might be for most part these men didn't stand out from one another, brown haired, a bit dirty-cheeked lads.<br/><br/>There was a short chuckle from the stronger man present in the room though, his hand patting on Marcia's shoulder. "I'm sure more than a few lads here would be very eager to give a tour about the settlement if you were up for it later, but none is expected as such."