Conor & Meng & Open
Meng urged, "So let us go find some!" Always running on limited time as she was, it was better not to give voice to whims around Meng. She would always endorse their fulfillment no matter how big, small, or otherwise impractical. "It seems preferable to standing around doing nothing --" her sentence ended abruptly at the sight of rifle-wielding spirit. The uniformed man disappeared just as soon as they made eye contact. Classic avoidance.
"I did not wish to talk to you, anyway." She grumbled to herself. Her complaint was by no means intended for Conor, to whom she returned full attention after sniffing haughtily. See? She was totally unaffected by the rejection of the local poltergeist! "What were we talking about, again? Something about talented bodies."