Tara pokes head over the ditch, looking at him "u...uh..Hi?" She sets the axe down and climbs up. She bends down to retrive it but holds it loosely. Axe doesn't trump gun. She smiles at him, trying to look sweet and innocent. "just figured I'd follow ya...your heading to the stores right? Well. so am I...figured it'd be easier if you cleared the way" She shrugs slightly "I'm Tara"