Ash watched the man Toby get up. She savored the taste of the gum. The excitement of the difference in the flavor made her smile and giggle. She made sure the male didn't see her like that. It seemed foolish to have such a reaction over a piece of gum. He was using the microwave and moving around a lot. She wondered if that meant he was not as hurt as he looked. She sat on her knees but irritatedly pulled at the short skirt. Why had her uniform been so unadjustable? At least she was wearing the leggings. No matter what any of the others thought, her outfit had been available.<br/>The microwave sounded and Ash jumped. She fidgeted as she sat on her knees and looked around. Then she wondered if the other men were back yet. Softly her stomach growled at the scent of warm food. Her face flushed and she patted her face.<br/>'Snap out of it!' she scolded herself, 'I'm just passing through! Once the guy is patched up he will want me to leave. After all, I'm no fighter.'<br/>She smiled softly and stifled a laugh. Her! A fighter! Now there was a thought. She couldn't win a fight much less hold a gun. Well, a real gun anyway. Sighing she looked up at the sky.<br/>"Nyah, why do I have to be such a weakling?" she whispered, wondering to herself.