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Rowan quickly stood up when she heard something. She paused, allowing Trent to go before her, and followed from a short distence behind. He was a little more well-equpied then she was.
Usually in the line of defense it was Trent or Jet in front, then Sorin, and her close behind. She wasn't as strong as the other three, but she was very light on her feet and was good at finding others' weak spots quickly.

But when she turned the corner, she saw Trent was his gun pointed at a girl, who seemed to be anywere from 10-12. Roawn paused for a second, looking over her to make sure she wasnt infected, and relaxed a little when she appeared to be healthy. "Hi, there. Did you get a little lost? Come on over, it's safer in here." Rowan smiled at the girl, her voice sincerly warm and inviting. Usually she wasn't this generous- but she had a soft spot for kids. "Is anyone with you?" She asked soothingly, brushing a strand of hair from her face.