Rena ticked her head to the side, looking both from Marc, to Mary and back again with a dead serious, and somewhat angry look on her face. "I'm not crazy you know."
She had said it stoicly, her voice cold like ice and her hand on her ice pick. They were wrong to question her. Fucking NPCs. When no one was looking, she'd try to kill them. Unless they were unkillable NPCs. She hated those. Especially the annoying ones. Slowly the grin returned to her face, making it look like she was just joking and merrily jogged ahead. But she hadn't let it go. In her mind, all she could think was...
NPCs are replaceable.
She turned her head around, smiling and waving. "I'll go on ahead, find a clear path 'round the Zambies!"