[Too much of the past two years of her life had been spent fighting, killing. Watching others die around her. She's never been trusting to begin with. It's harder now, no matter how much she tries. How much she reminds herself every day that the people in the village with her are not her enemies.
She stands aside for him to enter the closet, though not too far away that she can't watch what he's doing.]
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She stands aside for him to enter the closet, though not too far away that she can't watch what he's doing.]
The bucket is under the sink. I can get it.