Hope listened carefully, even though she was walking around the windmill and looking around, taking a sip from the bottle she was given every few sentences. When Grant finished and apologized, she waved her hand at him to show a simple sign that she likes to listen to stories like this. It was one of the only types of entertainment Hope had, she she might as well go along with it. After a few steps she stopped on her tracks, thinking over Grant saying that there were only thirty-two survivors left. Somebody came to mind, making her quickly ask, [color=ed1c24]"Do you know somebody named Caroline Tsuyoi? She's currently a Garrison member, so you might have heard of her or at least talked to her some point, right?"[/color]