Questions could come later, preferably when she was not in danger of being eaten.
The unfortunate effect that deadly dinosaurs had on a small town seemed to be the mess they left behind. Between the chaos of body pieces (and those were thankfully just other dinos she was sure) and remnants of what was once a building, it was difficult to properly navigate her way through the town at a quick speed and the straightest path. Emma had no intention of drawing this out for the scenic route, thank you very much.
Slipping around the only remaining barrier between them and the club, Emma paused just before her foot hit body parts. "There appears to be a little bit of an interesting path to cross." Beyond the absolutely disgusting fact that there were entrails and stomachs and God knew what else all over the ground, the blood had become sticky and slippery, mixed with rain and mud to be a very interesting cocktail of difficult. "Mind those meat-slabs of yours."