Lola was very easy to read, she wore her heart on her sleeve in a lot of ways. And at this moment, when Peggy is asking about weapons, her heart is saying 'utter terror.' Whatever 'it could be fun' Lola had previously thought about exploring what caused this storm, and any idea of 'someone has to do it, and they shouldn't have to alone' was quickly replaced with 'and this is the story of how I died.'

"W-weapons? Right." Lola pulled out her organizer and searched through, "Are you planning to just take some, or ask for some the right way. Because I know where some boxes of munitions and weapons ended up being put simply for space." Although she was really hoping somewhere between here and there they found some others to go along. Other people to need to use weapons. Lola was great with a knife, if she was chopping fruits and veggies for a fabulous meal. Not so much with monsters or whatever was out there.