Her hands were soft, showing no signs that she had worked with weapons. Sonya relaxed, but only a little as she pulled away, taking off her rifle and web gear and placing them over her arm-the rifle she placed on her back to keep her hands free.
"Excuse the gear, was a war zone where I just came from." Well, she was in the sanctuary, but she was on her way to do a recon.
"How long've you been here?" It may give her an idea on how long she expects to be here, and if the girl may know of anything. Sonya trusted a 'fellow resident' more than she would the Manager.