Gumball Burner [Alastor, Moe]

The needling into her was entirely not appreciated this time, though it was likely he entirely knew what he was doing, as Moe’s brow furrowed. Stupid questions didn’t get anyone anywhere, they were just empty words.

“Well if I knew that then I’d have just told ya. It’s not like we take a register like back in the academy. Oh! I think she mentioned being in the academy too.”

The annoyance dissipated in an instant, Moe immediately seeing the value in having a sounding board to bounce off as she thought aloud. Maybe this hadn’t been a terrible idea after all, and this would expedite the whole process. There was an unmistakable spring in her step as she walked with more purpose again.

“If ya know her then this is an easy hustle so snap to it. If ya don’t then we’d best get cracking.”

"Lerna... Yeah, that sounds right. Hey, maybe ya ain't just talk."

Moe ran the name over her lips a couple more times, growing more satisfied each time she heard it in her head as the foggy mirage of the night's activities began to clear. Certainly looked like a Lerna now that she was visualising it too, whatever that actually meant. His voicing aloud of his lack of knowledge did somewhat dampen her positive outlook though, as she did want to just get this out of the way and get out of here before gum-for-brains got a little too nosey.

"Is there not like a map or anything? You'd think with all the tents around that something like that would save a lot of this kinda hassle."

She chuckled just a little, not wanting to overplay her concern but also a little interested in the result. Surely they hadn't come this far only to be defeated by her guide's lack of ability to guide?