Teresa's mounting panic attack had her glancing between Veronica and the inside of the supermarket as if deciding which she trusted more. Though she had to admit that someone being nice to her here did make her feel a little more at ease. "I'm Teresa," she finally said before chewing on her lower lip. Her hands seemed to shyly clinging to each other down by her lap, and she hated how she couldn't stop looking like a wreck.
"I just... I need some supplies I guess, because of the... vampires or whatever." Why was she feeling so nervous? It wasn't the nice lady who was trying to help her, so it must have been this place. It's just that everything seemed so weird to her. Pull yourself together, Teresa! "I'm sorry. I don't know what's wrong with me. I just... I don't think I've ever seen a place like this before."
Yeah. Because that wasn't going to make her look like a psycho. "I'm not crazy or anything." Said every crazy person ever. And really, her own inner monologue was starting to get on her nerves too. "What I mean is that my world is different than this place. I shouldn't be afraid of it, but I guess I am."