Becca was out wandering, bundled up in the sweater she'd been given. Still, she didn't want to be out for long since she didn't have as many layers to keep herself warm as she would have liked. She could have stayed home with the fire, but she was used to wandering, and she needed something to do. She jumped a little when she heard gunfire, but it was rhythmic, not erratic. Someone was practising. She followed the sound, and found Yukio there. She waited for him to need to reload, otherwise the sound would drown out her trying to greet him. When he did, she finally spoke up.

"Hey."