[She doesn't need the clarification to know he brought the gun because of the creatures and not her. With almost anyone else she'd be afraid they might want to hurt her - not because of what she is, not here, but because of what she's done - but not with him. His coat over her shoulders is strangely comforting in a way physical contact can't be. It feels almost nostalgic, even after all the weeks that have passed since the Bridge event.
She hesitates at his question, but then nods. She didn't know they even existed, but they must be her doing, right? Supposedly they act as if they're afraid, so...]
I think... maybe both. I've only seen one forest monster since I came here. [Needless to say there hasn't been a steady stream of human visitors.]
[She holds out her hand for the gun. Carefully - even with the gloves still on she's scared to make sudden movements with her hands in his direction.]