Brayden hadn't seen the girls eyes at first, for her vision, as a general rule, wasn't great. She had simply lost her glasses a while back and, for the most part, had always been a smell and touch person over vision, which she only really used for reading. However, when she did see the child she panicked. She had let some kind of infected savage at her body. She flailed, kicking the child awaywith a kick to the chest and seeing the infected with it's arm off. She froze but her arms dragged themselves in front of her, braced the gun against her shoulder and the finger pulled the trigger, hitting the oncoming infected clean in the forehead. Brayden's legs, however, gave out shortly afterward, the redherad falling to her knees.