"I'm Caitlyn, and Ill leave your definition of normal to yourself, got no plans on killing anyone right now." She says, relieved that her new companion, while possibly dangerous, wasnt goimg to be attacking them. She keeps her blade to herself, closing it "Why were you being kept in a crate?" She asks, trying to change the subject as she starts gathering the wood together in order to get some material out of it. "So we are all here, now what do we do?"