Amelia softens and clicks the safety back on as she sees he is injured, but she does not move to put the pistol back in the house, just incase it was a trick. Tucking the pistol in the back of her jeans , she walked towards him “Oh goodness, you are hurt. Let me help you inside, get that cleaned up, I have a truck I can drive you back to town.”<br/><br/>Walking over to him she lets him lean on her if he wants to. “I am sorry for the gun, I don’t get visitors out here and a girl has to protect her self from people who would want to harm a woman who is alone.” She looks up to him, she hates to see anyone in pain. As they walk she wonders how people get lost so easily, she never goes anywhere without a compass. He must be from the city, a person who lived in the woods would know better then to wander off. “Why don’t you have any shoes on?”<br/>