Delphine wasn’t exactly completely focused but with as far back in the store she was, if they happened to shuffle in after following her scent she would surely hear them. Try weren’t the quietest of creatures. But the last thing she had expected was to see any other fully living being. Though these days, nothing could be completely ruled out. Nothing. She in the middle of stuffing more peroxide into her bag when she heard the weird call. Her eyes widened and her head snapped up. She remained crouched down but the bag was quickly zipped and her hand was on her blade as she slowly made her way around the aisles to peek at what... or who... the sound had emitted from.<br/>Her hazel eyes trained on the large man standing in the doorway and she had to question herself, “Do zombies know how to whistle?” She mumbled, the lack of light not giving her the full view. Should she full on take this chance?  Knowing that if she was wrong she could very well die and leave her sister to fend for herself. Not that she wasn’t capable, she just didn’t like the idea of her sister being alone. She remained in the shadows, her eyes not moving from this man as she moved behind the cash register to put something between them. She took a deep breath before pulling out her sword and holding it to the mans jugular, giving her room for a clean slice if she needed it. She simply cleared her throat to make her sound more threatening, “Are you one of them?” She asked quite possibly the absolute dumbest question, and the first question to come to mind.