Terry shrugged with embarrassment as the other two accompanying her rested their eyes on her. Like a turtle, the lower half of her face sunk into the layers of scarf around her neck, and she blushed. "I'll try." She figured getting out of the mansion to 'blow the stink off of her' would maybe give her a second wind, but once the cold, dry air hit her face, she was beginning to have second thoughts.
She lifted a mitten'ed hand, and waved the crew forward. She looked to Kitty, her voice muffled behind her scarf. "Do you know exactly where this tree farm is?"
She took a wide step to the side when she realized she was standing behind Kitty. That axe seemed to dwarf the girl, and Terry didn't want to be anywhere within firing range if that axe happened to tip over...