Lydia looked at the newcomer, instinct screaming for her to run away and hide under some rock till she either died or somehow the whole apocalypse was over and done with. Instead, she lowered her bow ever so slightly as she entered the building, careful not to step on the broken glass as she walked past the first two men. "I just need some food before I can be on my way." She said, "but try anything and my arrow will be in your eye." She frowned. She had never threatened someone before, and she was sure that her voice made it obvious so, but she kept hold of her weapon, ready to fire if necessary. She may have been one to protect others, but her main objective was to save herself long enough to find her brother.