Echo took a peek out through the slight in the locker she was hiding in. Thanks to her small and compact body she fit easily inside. She was about to sit back down when the rustle of fabric made her freeze. She watched, wide-eyed as a boy she had never seen before crept into the room. A gasp escaped her before she could stop it and her hand shot up to cover her mouth but it was too late, he heard her. Her mind ran in circles trying to figure out a plan of action. It would be illogical to remain where she was in the locker. There would be no where for her to flee and he could easily trap her there. 

She waited a moment before she burst out, small body nimbly dodging away from him swiping up the first thing her hands came in contact with. The scalpel she pointed at him was pathetic in itself, especially going up against the blade she saw glinting in his hand however she brandished it like a sword. If an opening came up she could at least take his eye out and flee. Assuming he had just arrived she knew the layout of the station better and would surely loose him in all its twisting hallways. However, the alien and other scavengers worried her but she would just have to cross that bridge when she came to it. 

She kept her chin high as she stared at him, trying not to show her fear. "It you're looking for medical supplies I'm sorry to say that the scavengers have cleaned it all out." It was a lie; she knew where most of it was. The doctors kept it in a room that can only be accessed by her or a Working Joe. It was to prevent people from just taking what they wanted. However she wasn't about to tell him this. For all he knew she was just a scared human hiding out in a room. She was going to use that to her advantage. People always underestimated woman and he was probably no different. An easy prey, she assumed, with her hand shakily gripping the scalpel and pointing it at him like it would do much.