(finger guns :)
"Well, I am powerful. Very powerful. But, uh, I'm not the right person for this job. You are!" Endor said, pointing at Laurel– or was it Ana– with a big smile. "That's why Alina chose you. Any other questions?" Laurel glanced from Endor back to Ana, and shrugged. She didn't really trust this strange woman, but if she had answers about the monsters and all…
"We should probably see how much she knows," Laurel whispered to Ana, hoping Endor didn't overhear her. "It might help us."