Seirra smiled, facing down the mini-medic. She was tempted to slap them both for even being in her way. So, she faced them both down with an evil glare, while angling it so she didn't have the same look to Bonnie. "Because," she began to note as she leaned in close to Sean's face. "I won't be using my mouth, little boy. The girl you are showing off, or perhaps hitting on will be perfectly fine in my care." she corrected herself. "For the most part." as she directed her attention to the doors Bright was referring to. "Hmm? Oh, he's probably dead unless the sand buried him, in which he'll survive till the storm is over. Either that or hes being hounded behind what limited cover there is out there, or," she smiled. "There is one less hunter to attack us four survivors." she glanced at Chris. "And one Hunter of course."