There was a terrifying moment where George couldn't put the syllables together. She knew her name but the sounds didn't want to come out in the right order make her look like a gaping fish before she got it right. "...George." She chewed her lip, there were other names. Ones that some people called her and others didn't. All of them floating wanting her say them add them to the list, but most everyone knew her as George whether they had a nickname for her or no. That would be the name Evan would look for when he finally had time to check on her.
They kept moving and George let the woman lead her. It was a heck of a lot easier that way, if a little uncomfortable with her arm around the others neck.