Stone Circle everything is a potato or not a potato

The girl doesn’t say anything and Noma nervously looks in both directions. She does respond by her presence though, with a slight tilt of her head and she opens her mouth to say something but all the words rush away. She clears her throat a beat later, though, and finally offers something. “I’m Noma,” she says, brows weighing down a moment. It is much colder out in the open and she shivers a little, but she does her best to stifle it in the face of new company.