Listening to the man talk, Rowena's jaw clenched again. He was just confirming her thoughts. On edge, not actually working anything out but just snapping at Rowena for no good reason. As if she wasn't aware of what was going on. He said it himself, he knew nothing about her. What did he know? She could've seen tens of thousands of deaths more than he had, unimaginable horrors. Yet all he did was make assumptions whereas she just read the room as she saw it and asked for direction. When the man had left the house, slamming the door, she shook her head and turned back to the house with a light tone and a small smile. "[color=9e0b0f]Seeing as he isn't interested in hearing my reply, I'll tell you all instead. Of course, it's up to you if you want to acknowledge it or not. My name is Rowena Leigh, I've been on my own since the outbreak. My only blood relative was bitten and then killed by her partner. This is my dog, Themistocles and he's friendly, but do please let him familiarize himself with your scent first before you touch him. I understand that you are cautious but I have absolutely no reason to threaten you. Even if I tried, you would clearly overpower me. Honest to god, the only thing I wanted in return for any help was a shower. I'm running low on water. I don't need your supplies because I can scavenge on my own and I'm not a cruel person. Those still exist, even in this situation, believe it or not. I'm not asking to stay necessarily, but I was just offering my help. If you don't need my skills, an extra set of hands and eyes, that's fine. I'll move on and I'll look for survivors elsewhere[/color]," the woman concluded, pushing hair from her face and looking around the room. She licked her lips and shifted her weight, feeling a little strange, seeing as this was the most she'd spoken in the past year. "[color=9e0b0f]This is your home, from what I gather. It is understandable that you are protective of it and the people in it, especially when there's a little one. I was just thinking that if you were to be a little more at ease with each other, everything could function a little smoother.[/color]" Rowena said softly, her eyes flickering to the room where the child had been taken to fondly. She's let them think it over, let them ask her question if they had any. She'd be more than happy to answer them, human conversation being something she obviously hadn't had any of in the past year or so.



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