"After peeling people up off of the floor? Strategize," Nat sets the electrolytes to the side, knowing they'll be of use eventually. Mara's sofa is a familiar embrace as she settles in next to the leader, their knees touching. "We'll need to consider how best to keep the horde on their march past us. Bring those in the parking lot and outposts in and fortify, though I think we should consider moving anyone willing to the distillery."

Nat rubs at her eyebrow, inhaling deeply as she props her head up with her fist. "One good thing about the storm is that our inventory has never been better compiled, so it'll be easier to make determinations about a long storm shelter in place. If, the quad agrees to that plan." And she had a suspicion of where opinions were already skewing.