It was a good thing it was dark outside, otherwise Lipton would've noticed Jane's face darkening a little at the mention of Sonya being 'banged up'. It was only for a moment though before her face softened.

"Yes, I know." She nodded, leaning against him for what could've been emotional support as they walked to the shelter.

Lipton would've found Sonya under one of the window sills inside, trying to keep an eye on them via a small, dirty mirror she acquired. It nearly fell from her hand when she saw who Lipton brought along.

Inspite of saying that she'd take it easy, Sonya quickly stood up, pausing only a moment as the pain sharpened from the sudden movement, before heading outside.

"Lipton..Jane" Oh shit, she thought. A wounded man was one thing, but two defenseless people-Sonya refused to count herself as defenseless. "How'd you..when you arrive here?"

Questions started popping up in her head: how long had she been here, and yet avoid the frequent raides from Outworlders.