She grinned back at the archer. It was very obvious why he had survived as long as he had. His skills in the circus had actually worked to his advantage in the world filled with zombies. Vera's view of the world might be small but she understood why Clint was so good at surviving. He had skills, he was big and strong and he had his bow and arrow. Vera was small and had no weapons skills although she had been required to go through handgun training with everyone else.
She grabbed her paper and scrawled on it. You can teach me? She handed him the sketchbook and looked at him through large grey eyes. She may be only fourteen but in this world that was already an adult, even if the grown ups did still treat her like a kid. She had seen things, awful things, heard them too. And that was before she had listened to Glory pull vampire Jessica's head off within earshot of her. She wanted to be strong too. She knew she still had growing to do but she would be grown before they all even knew it.