Irked by Chris' comment and wanting to seem tough, but also still being frightened and knowing that her little anxiety attack made seeming tough impossible, Lucille looked at her shoes grouchily. "My name is Lucille," she muttered quietly. "Nice to meet you Lester. And I'm, um, sorry about the freak-out. I have higher levels of, what, cortisol? Something like that. And I..." An embarrassed pause. "I get really deluded when I'm off my meds. And m-more paranoid than usual." 

She went quiet to think of a name for the group. "The slightly-less-mentally-insane-than-the-others squad. Although...maybe I would invalidate that name." 

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