Booby traps. Yeah, that was his girl. Joel couldn't help the smallest inkling of pride swell up in his chest - as terrible as it was that she had to do things like that, he still couldn't stop that feeling of pride in how clever she was, how good at surviving she'd become.

"Aunamee." He repeated the name, filing the information away. Oh, Joel was sure that there were a lot of people here like that - there always were. But knowing at least one in particular to look out for, well, he wouldn't spit on that. "Appreciate it."