Alliances are important - she's been told that time and time again, though her Mentor had suggested she try to cozy up with strong, dangerous people. But one based on sharing supplies and medical aid can't be a bad idea, right? No one had ever specifically told her to avoid allying with the non-fighters.

"Yeah, okay." She keeps her grip on her weapon, but lowers it to her side. "I'm gonna let you go. This time." Her eyes briefly flicker to the sky, hoping that that sounded tough and impressive to sponsors. "And I'll be your ally. I'll come back and share shit with you if you need it, and if I see anyone going at you I can--" She draws a finger across her own throat, miming a cutting motion.