She watched him lean back before turning away, making her way over to the display cases that were still untouched and forcing her mind to think about doing something that was actually useful instead of just spiraling over the last few months and Joel's sudden appearance.

It didn't make sense to her, him being her, despite wishing for it. Despite wanting it. Had they brought him here for her...? Was it her fault he was here? (Did she really care if it was?)

Eventually, though, she managed to lose herself in her work - breaking up a bunch of rods to make a few more new arrows, scavenging some cloth for bandages and an axe that would come in handy later.