Brayden, seeing the little girl, frezes up. The girl was calling her mummy? "She's hurt..." Brayden muttered in english, her own native tongue. "C-Come over here, Little g-girl." Brayden stuttered, pulling now her rifle and aiming around the girl for infected. This was something very different from what she thought. "P-Please keep them away f-from her..." Brayden asked Kyza