Rachael looked up at the man whom spared her. The crowbar she took without hesitation, any weapon is better than no weapon. His nonchalant attitude surprised her for a moment, even at a time like this, he had the confidence to hand a stranger a weapon.[i]I guess I have the same look in my eyes as he does,[/i] she thought as she looked down at the weapon. The man reached behind him for something, she assumed it was another tool used for killing, but it wasn't, it was a small green apple. She looked at the spotless apple for a few moments, throwing away her fear of death for the time being,[b]" Where'd you get this?"[/b] she paused as she grabbed it and examined it a little more,[b]" I thought all these fruits were long gone, must have been off a survivor who looted a farm or something, have you ate already? is it safe?"[/b] She didn't even wait for a reply before taking a big bite out of the luscious green apple. The juices inside of it had dried up a bit, but the flavor of the apple hadn't changed all this time.[b]" It's been so long since i had an apple I almost forgot that they were my favorite fruit. If you'd like I can swap some foods with you...I have a few canned beans and a stick of beef jerky left, how's that?"[/b] She took another bite of the nostalgic apple as she remembered why they were talking in the first place. [b]"Where are you going in such a hurry? Nobody runs through the forest as such speeds unless they're running away from something..."[/b] Bit's of apple and apple juice spat as she spook, some of the salvaged juices inside the fruit were now dripping down her chin.