It had been a long time since she had felt the skin of a fellow human being. It was kind of nice knowing there was someone else around. "That's alright. Better safe than sorry."She told him, " I know you're probably thinking I'm probably fourteen or something but I should be turning eighteen sometime soon... Not that I know when exactly. Anyways I'm just making my way through, looking for anything useful." This Dean boy was funny. She couldn't remember a time that someone ever found her threatening. Usually people laughed her off as some blonde chick trying to act tough with a little pistol.

A sudden voice made Emma jump. "Do not shoot, I mean no harm, just saw ya both across the way and listened in long enough to hear your names. The names Timothy Volk, friends call me Wolfie, granted if I knew where the hell they went, How do you do?" There was a guy with his hands up. Emma didn't have much experience with robbers or anything but she was pretty sure this guy had the same motives as she did which wasn't any. 

"Oh hello. I'm alright, how do you do?"She greeted with a friendly smile which was really quite opposite of Dean's reaction. She sighed and glanced at Dean,"Dean, I know things are freaky and stuff but I'm going to need you to take a deep breath there. I promise I won't hurt you and this guy probably won't either. I he acts up we can kick him to death if that makes you feel better." She stopped talking and let Timothy speak. After he was done talking, she said, "I have some canned stuff I got. It's getting pretty heavy anyway I can give you something. Let's go sit down somewhere and relax a little. I've been walking for hours anyway. "