Aaliyah leaned against a wall and crossed her arms, looking around. "I'm fine, I've eaten earlier. Thank you for offerin' though." With a small smile. She then decided to watch him pack. Seeing that he had things to actually pack made her frown. She had nothing but her guns, leftover ammo in her pockets, a packet of mint gum and the clothes on her. She fingered the frayed material of her tank top.
It was cut off at her ribs leaving her midriff exposed. She'd ripped the bottom half of it off a while ago when her friend was first bitten. Tried to stop the bleeding, albeit in vain obviously.
She shook those thoughts away and focused back on her surroundings.