"I'm Joss." Though she let her grin flash at Chris, she blinked when they were supposed to conserve oxygen. "Seriously?" She looked from the man who was ignoring her - ass - to Trenton whose name rang a bell. Selfish in bed, she remembered vaguely, her mouth curving into a smirk.
She followed Will-I'll-Ignore-You to the plaque, reading it over with a frown. Riddles? Seriously? She didn't do this kind of shit. "And I thought Alice in Wonderland was weird," she muttered, half to her self. Joss glanced over it again, then looked up to the others. Sometimes she really did have a brain.
"So who's the murderer?" Then again, maybe not. "Soldier, you better protect us - dying would be an awful waste." Her tone was teasing, but her arms crossed under her chest. "I call runaway." It was true after all.