Wrecked Motorway
"She really is a robot. Cool." Fred doesn't say anything else. The other girls are taking it quite well, all things considered; they've been expecting weird stuff since they saw the flash, and these three they've met are pretty odd.
Waheeda looks at the two guys. "She said one of you weren't human. Which of you is it? And are you an elf or something?" She asks with a straight face.
Regardless of the answer Tristan gives her- Endurance just looks confused, poor chap, and he's a little startled still by Green's real appearance- the girls will point back the way they came. "There's a junction five minutes' that way, onto a dual carriageway. Our camp's fifteen minutes down the first turn off. So maybe twenty five, thirty minute's walk? Rosemary, that sound right?" Rosemary shrugs in response. She's apparently this team's designated time-keeper, but isn't very good at her job.
Wasteland Campsite
"Aye, I shall join ye. Lead th' way, I know not where th' skirmish did occur." Frigate stands and will join the others as they leave, resting his volleygun on his shoulder. He's intending to make lots of noise and be quite obvious, so hopefully the goblins will hear the group coming and escape. It seems one of the knights will inadvertently assist in this endeavour.