[She does have a weapon — a heavy, mean looking lance with curved blades, strapped to her back. But it looks like it hasn't had any use today at least, and she doesn't look like she's been in any fights recently.
She's not going to draw a weapon at a child either, but she takes Clementine's anxiousness for an ordinary sort of fear of the unknown, and not anything else, so she doesn't realize she might be frightening.]
Yeah? Are you new here? [With some reluctance, she rolls up one of her black sleeves. A digital tattoo is inked there. No need to be frightened, she's hoping to convey. She rolls down the sleeve again, after a moment.] Maybe we're in the same boat.
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She's not going to draw a weapon at a child either, but she takes Clementine's anxiousness for an ordinary sort of fear of the unknown, and not anything else, so she doesn't realize she might be frightening.]
Yeah? Are you new here? [With some reluctance, she rolls up one of her black sleeves. A digital tattoo is inked there. No need to be frightened, she's hoping to convey. She rolls down the sleeve again, after a moment.] Maybe we're in the same boat.