[Angel's always erred on the side of trusting someone, until they give her reason not to, at least.

she hops off the hood of her car, clearly favouring one side as she leans through the open window to lower her music slightly. maybe she should turn it off, since she is keen on talking to someone to get more of an idea of the kind of situation she's in, but the sound is an anchor of familiarity.

when she turns back around to face him, her smile is friendly, amused by his response. so he's like her, and the others she ran into back at the yard. this is shaping up to be a small world after all.]

I've got no choice in the matter. It's the place to be, isn't it? [she shrugs and crosses her arms, leaning against the Camaro.

the outfit she came with wasn't made for the elements, but the jacket she managed to nab is zipped up and staving off the elements for now.] I'm not sure how you wound up here, but for me it was a pretty rough start.

Just waiting for my pain meds to kick back in before I finish my trip.