Alyce couldn't believe it when someone appeared. She was even more surprised when he attacked and killed the Clicker. He knew she was there because he offered her help. She didn't know if she could trust someone outside the QZ, but it was obvious she couldn't trust that many inside the QZ either. Plus he had a weapon, which would be useful in getting her back inside in one piece. And he offered clothes. Bonus.

Alyce crawled out from under her hiding place. "Yes," she sad, wincing in pain. "I need help."
She held up her hand to show him the two fingers out of joint. "Clothes would be nice, but please could you pop these back into place? It hurts so much."
She covered her mouth as he did it, to keep her scream of agony muffled. But once it was done the relief was amazing. And once that pain was gone she was able to feel others. She groaned in pain when she moved.
"Now... about those clothes?" she asked.

As she got dressed, slowly and painfully, she told him what happened. "I'm a Resource Distributer inside the QZ. Some of the locals are not happy with the dwindling supplies. They think we're keeping them for ourselves," she looked him in the eye. "It's not true. I swear it's not. We are suffering just as much as everyone else. But anyway, the new trend is to rough up RD's as some kind of revenge on the government. They don't give a rat's ass about us though, so it's all a waste. One of my co-workers was beaten badly and hung upside down naked. This is the first time I've ever heard of them leaving someone outside of the QZ."
She looked at herself and winced. "Guess I won't be winning any beauty contests for a while huh? And they were interrupted. I'd hate to think what I would have looked like if they had done everything they meant to."
She tried to smile, to make light of the situation in order to deal with it better, but winced at the pain in her cut lip. "Ow," she whimpered. Her fingers were sore and her body felt like it had been through a cement mixer.

"Thank you for the help. You saved my life," she told the strange man, praying he had meant to and wasn't about to either kill her or leave her. "I don't have anything to pay you with, but if you get me back into the city to my apartment, I've got a few ration cards saved and a small bottle of scotch I could give to you. It's not much, but it's all I have."