[centre][h1][b][color=fff200]Niesha[/color][/b][/h1]
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Building E, Kristina's room----> building 2 (mess hall)[/centre]

Niesha nodded, having seen James walking on the deer throughout the day during the numerous times she'd been past there, she didn't recall what he had done when the shooting had started. All that was clear to her was knifing the dead teen in the head, knowing that she would have given anything to try and save him, but knowing the risk had been too great. She stared down at the deer, suddenly not hungry, as she tried to get the image out her mind. it wasn't that she hadn't killed walkers before. Hadn't killed people dead. It was that she didn't know if it had been the right thing to do, or not, even now. 

She still didn't know the kids name, and that seemed important. 

She looked up as Miss Sally approached, watching the interaction. She nodded, although she wasn't too sure what help she would be. She wasn't even too sure if she knew what a grease trap was or not. [color=fff200]"I can help"[/color] She said, quite sure that Kristina was nudging them into being along together again. She shot Kristina a look, but didn't say anything. [color=fff200]"Although I don't know if I can be much use"[/color] She said, a little sheepishly.