"Yep. Both basically. All of us living in one central location pretty much screamed target practice." She shrugged as though she didn't care, but it was obvious she did. Stubborn as all hell but she did care about people and their homes. And their belongings even. She knew people got attached to things, she was too and most of her things weren't even with her in this place. "War. Slayer, kind of my job." It was a lot of weight on a young girls shoulders. And on top of it all she was trying to figure out how to fight this war with her recently made former love of her life living in the same city. So hell yes she was a little more than stubborn. Put up all kinds of walls not wanting to let in anyone else or get hurt again.
She lifted a large bit of rubble up to move it off someone's chipped tea cup thats glittering rim caught her eye. It was one she didn't recognize, but she felt for. It had survived with only a couple broken pieces, had a gold rim and a broken handle but it survived. People had been living in that building for ages to have that many things..Ages and now the war for the first time really seemed like a war. And they'd lost round one.
"There has to be something we can do. Something more to keep this from happening again." She didn't like seeing people hurt. She knew this had hurt many, not just physically but mentally too. "I should be doing more."