Firefly Glen you're awfully quiet

Anna is wrong; there is something—or rather, someone—around. The footfalls first catch her off-guard, she lifts her head, ears swerving before she spots her company. Unexpectedly welcoming, and willing to speak to her rather than haunt in the shadows like a creep akin to her other encounters.

Hello, she greets with a smile. It is good to see another out here, it was quiet… Eerie, in a way, but perhaps Annaliese has been thinking too hard about it. How have your travels been? Curious as ever to what other scouts may have seen, Anna casts aside her mission and pulls up a front-row seat. Story time?