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Carol Danvers (cpt_marvel) wrote in snapthread,

Carol could read the girl's body language pretty easily. As calm as she tried to appear, it was obvious she was agitated at the news. Carol couldn't blame her. It was obvious she was trying to process everything that had just been told to her, and Carol didn't mind giving the young woman the space or time she needed. But she also didn't seem like the sort that wanted to be alone just yet.

"I did," the older woman shrugged. "I didn't name it."

She led Hermione to a place just a few buildings down, who's storefront faced the town square they'd been standing in. The large Pancho's sign had recently been repainted by Miles so it stood out a little, a strange sort of cactus graffiti painting above it. Opening the door to the dim bar, she stepped in first and nodded for Hermione to have a seat at the counter.

Wordlessly, Carol went around to the other end, pulling out two glasses and grabbing a bottle of brown liquid. She poured a shot for the girl and a larger glass for herself, leaning on her elbows and taking a drink before setting it down and asking.

"So....where to start? You're going to need a place here to settle in. Most things you need can be found through the doors- I'll explain those, but just know we have to scavenge for anything we have here. But um, most of us get by with help from each other. Seems to make the situation more livable."