Ken awoke with a start. As her eyes adjusted to the morning light, she realized a small figure stood over her and Yuuki. And it was holding a knife.
“What the—?”
She instinctively reached for her gun. But stopped herself. It took a moment to realize that the girl had a hunk of dried meat in her other hand, and the knife was used to cut off smaller pieces. The kid, maybe seven years old, had no idea how intimidating it felt to wake up like that. She just stood there watching the couple with curiosity in her expression.
“Rose, put the knife away,” came from the woman called Lily.
The girl turned toward the voice and shoved the blade into a sheath on her waist. She began chewing on the meat directly. With her gaze back on the two women, “You’re funny,” she said from behind the food.
Kenn
