Sara bent picking up the package of meat, then stepped closer into the light "I would prefer it if you showed me your face. It makes me nervous when people hide in the shadows." she says as she takes a seat beside the fire, pushing back a few strands of her hair as she digs in her bag for the bottle of bourbon she had liberated off of a drifter who thought he had an easy score with a sleeping woman. She cut his balls off and left him to bleed to death, but not after she raided his pockets and bags. "So whats it going to be? You coming out and sitting with me? Or are you going to stay there? It would be nice if I knew your name since I gave you mine." she says in a simple tone as she opens the bottle and takes a swig her face griminesses from the taste.