With a nod, Maizie slid out of the kitchen booth and followed Teagan outside. The sun was too bright, after the slightly dim interior of the trailer, and she had to shade her eyes with one hand while she looked over the equipment outside. Clearly, Teagan hadn't let her training lapse just because she wasn't doing MMA anymore. Although, given the sort of things the Hellhounds probably came across when they left camp -- zombies and ghouls and who knew what else -- it was most likely a good thing she kept it up.
Teagan's words made a look of surprise pass over Maizie's face. Lowering her hand now that her eyes had adjusted, she gave another quick nod.
"Ok." She pushed her hair back behind her shoulders, wishing she'd thought to bring a rubber band to tie it back with. "What should I do first?"