Right, that had been pretty forward. Sure, Martha was a woman who set out to get a mission done when her head was in it, but this was just another person. Maybe she had misheard? She shook her head and stepped back a bit, giving the man some space even if he hadn't noticed the lack of it. Given the situation she had found herself in within just this past hour, no wonder her nerves are frayed. Maybe she even misheard.

"I'm Martha. And ... God, I'm not really sure. It's just all so sudden, I swear it's like I'm beyond help."