Alicia clucked her tongue and pulled her gun back, unscrewing the silencer and slipping it back inside her jacket. She placed the gun back in it's holster and folding her arms across her chest. So that was his game. Selling jewelry to the idiots still interested in it. She'd seen a woman raped and killed execution style for string of pearls around her neck.  Humans were truly a barbaric race of people.<br/><br/>"Well, because I worry about the welfare of other travelers in our great Zombie infested nation, I'm accompanying you." She closed her knife and slipped it back into her pocket. "It's not that I don't trust you. If I didn't there'd be a bullet in your head. Just that I worry about those unfortunate living people who are around the next time you try to blow something up."<br/><br/>She had no idea why she cared so much, but she couldn't stop herself from being concerned about the people roaming around. They didn't have police to protect them, nor military of any kind, so she took there place, helping those that needed to be helped and watching the ones that were liable to get themselves or others killed.