After a few more moment, Eve finally pulled herself to her feet. Finished glancing around, her eyes went back to the people before her.
"I have to agree with this," she paused and glanced over at the one who was irritated, she gauged his age, "guy, what would have happened if you'd killed us?" Her head fell to the side, blue eyes narrowed slightly. Even if this was a dream, dying wasn't fun and usually resulted in a headache from where she'd hit her head against the wall. The girls arms crossed over her chest. "Now if you're going to tell us what's going on, please get on with it." even if the words where blunt, the tone was, if nothing else, polite.