The smaller woman slowly made her way around the counter that stood between them, not taking her eyes off of him and shrugged, “Delphine.” She replied, still very cautious of him. There was no harm in allowing him to know her name right? Eddie... she repeated in her mind, figuring it would be a while before she saw anyone besides her sister. Speaking of, how long had she been here? She cleared her throat as she came to stand at least five feet in front of him, “So you’re out here on your own?” She questioned suspiciously, though the only reason she wasn’t alone was that she just happened to not be an only child. He could still take her supplies for himself. Her lack of trust had been instilled in her by her parents and reinforced by a group of her “friends” she had survived with in the beginning, providing her with the wicked scar across her back.