Watching as the other survivor pulled off their pack and than the mask and goggles Belle was surprised to not see a tough gruff face but a strong yet obviously feminine profile with soft eyes. The multiple layers had disguised her easily even though it wasn't it's intention. As the woman spoke Belle remained silent not sure what to say, when being on your own for several months with nothing to accompany you besides your thoughts you lost the ability to socialize properly. 

As Carmen sat down Belle kept her stance on the other side of the room, her back facing the counters and she gripped the edges tightly. "I didn't exactly have a choice..." She spoke softly as she looked at Carmen knowing she must be staring. 

The woman before her seemed strong and unlike Belle completely able to protect herself, at least that's what she thought. "Are there other survivors besides you?" Belle asked curiously as she pulled back a chair from the table and slowly sat down, hugging her jacket closer to her body. 

Belle had once been very healthy and although slim was strong, most days she felt weak and lightheaded, with that came the occasional chills. The blond very lightly strummed her fingernails against the table, a nervous habit she had picked up.

"I haven't seen a survivor in months... Not one living person," She began as she pushed back her dirty hair from her eyes, "You are the first." She gave the smallest hint of a smile.