She joined Otto near the cookie platter and snatched another one up, more enegetic this go around now that she had one supporter to the cause. "We'll probably need more than just the two of us, though, just to be safe . . . A tight group, but an efficient one." Stormy frowned thoughtfully. "Like I mentioned earlier, been watching her go around . . . There's Ian and Dory-an, maybe Cass and Candace, her twin . . . I'll look into people and let you know, since I know your'e not very people-y." But the idea of approaching Alaska honestly made her nervous: she was a tough woman, and in Stormy's head there had been more than one occasion in which she had taken pride in knowing she had a closer relationship with Nevada than her own twin did. There was Roland technically, but maybe it was still too much of a sore spot to bring him into any more trouble . . . Tuck? Evan? Gale? Who else would follow her on what could very much be a wild goose chase?
Concern softened her features as she looked to Otto again. "How's Nevada been anyway?"
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