[Usually Saxsice is very much about minding her own business and letting others mind theirs -- you get in way fewer fights that way, and at her age she can't afford to be throwing hands at the tiniest thing anymore. So she barely looks up as the other woman passes, beyond a brief cursory glance, preoccupied with flicking little shells and stones into the gathering mist.
Of course, when one of those stones bounces off the forehead of an approaching zombie, she feels it miiiight be time to involve the one other living person. Saxsice slowly rises to her feet, watching the shambling dead thing appear from the water and calling out:] Uhhhh, do you...see that too?
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Of course, when one of those stones bounces off the forehead of an approaching zombie, she feels it miiiight be time to involve the one other living person. Saxsice slowly rises to her feet, watching the shambling dead thing appear from the water and calling out:] Uhhhh, do you...see that too?