She had been asleep. She had slept as much as she dared while getting used to things again.
Of course given how troubled she is sleeping when someone comes in doesn't allow her to stay asleep. She has a gun in one hand and a knife in the other.
She rounded the corner ready for almost anything.
Except this.
".... You're here." She's just confused now. She didn't expect him to ever come back.
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