Sparrow shrugs. "Oh you know, the typical zombies attacked my friends and I just ended up killing them." She answers, not bothering to go into detail.
Robyn nods "I don't really know anyone, just got stuck here on 'holiday' when the zombies struck." She gestures at holiday before sweeping the hair out of her face.
"Using hunting equipment is something I do for a living. It seems natural to use it on creatures actually trying to kill me," Robyn comments casually, adjusting the bow. "I prefer staying away though, doing it from a distance. Can't stand it when i can see their eyes," she ways quietly.
Luke spots Roybn out the corner of his eye and quickly ducks into a bush. "Get down...." He mumbles to Beatrice.
Robyn turns round, grabbing an arrow and loading the bow. She scans the surroundings looking for the movement.
"You must think I'm nuts if you reckon I'll drop this bow," Robyn comments, her hand tightening on the string slightly.
"This gun shoots faster than you're bow....I have more chance of avoiding that arrow....drop it if you are smart...I don't want any trouble." He says putting his finger on the trigger.
Robyn narrows her eyes slightly, still not moving "how can I guarantee safety?" She pulls the string tighter slightly.
"I have a gun... Lots of supply's... Military training.......oh and a girl who is hiding by my foot." He says looking down and lowering his weapon.