"It could have been better. But you know how it is, no refunds or exchanges."

Connie tips her head in point of the scoff. Being melodramatic wouldn't help their circumstances and god knows she wasn't about to have a heart to heart with anybody. So she shrugs, lifting a hand in a noncommittal gesture as the other rests on the hilt of her knife in case those fleshy tendrils on the wall ever got too close.

"Have you run into many people yet?"