As the two parted from the kiss, Zara's cheeks went crimson. There was no way to hide the fact she rather enjoyed the kiss. The kiss she initiated as well. She had never initiated a kiss with someone before. Why him? What did he have that attracted her so well? Maybe it was because he was the first man to truly look at her like a person. Maybe it was because he seemed to respect her and want to help her to her feet. At the chased kiss, she could feel the warmth spread down her shoulders and chest. 

"Uh, toothpaste. I can do that.. I can do that." She tried to focus on the task at hand. He wanted her to work on her aiming and her target practice. She let out a shaky breath as she tried to control her heart. Smiling softly, she leaned against him and followed his instructions. 

Feet apart, one slightly behind her. Tilting her head, she looked down the sight. The first shot sent her arm back as she didn't brace for the recoil. Her hand had raised which sent the bullet off into the rubble behind the target. She frowned a bit and readjusted herself then tried again. This time she managed to hit the can and send it flying back. 

The squeal that she released when she saw the can move filled the air. She bounced excitedly on the pads of her feet. "I got one! I did it, Issac! I got one!" She was proud of herself.