"Oh. Well... sucks to be you, then. I'd offer some Kleenex, but I think I'm fresh out. I'm Lee."
Lee eyed the bow and arrows with no small amount of amusement. But hell, the kid was obviously going through a lot right now, and needling her about her choice in weaponry could wait until later. "Look, I don't live very far from here. I know your mom probably said not to talk to strangers and she was so very fucking right, but you sound like shit. I think I've got some DayQuill in my cabinet, and if not there's a convenience store down the block." She shrugged. "Whatever."