"So let me get this straight. You're a British cop who talks to herself?" Little Rock grinned and then burst into full on laughter. "Wow. You just get better and better." She was being a little bitch and she knew it but well, being a thirteen year old was rough enough. Layer hormones over the backdrop of a zombie apocalypse and you get a whole lot of attitude.
She watched Gwen take the shot, expecting the older woman to miss but she didn't. Right through the head. Gwen didn't even need to do a double tap. "You're a pretty good shot though."