Elle raises an eyebrow, smirking faintly. “He speaks. Exactly, a she’s means of information if she’s being used like that.” She shrugs and sheathes her knife. ”Have you ever thought that maybe someone here is one of, or in league with them? So it is very possible we’re not all on the same team. And why yes, I’d love to be on my own, thank you for offering. But because of a damn annoying voice in my head, your stuck with me.” She crouches by Yumi and observes her for a bit. ”Your not dehydrated, so as long as we keep you cool you should be fine. Hopefully you don’t pass out again.” She looks up at James. ”And as far as me hurting others, don’t give me a reason to. Easy.”