"Hold it right there! You’re not a zombie, are you?" Furina narrows her eyes, her rapier raised cautiously as she steps out from behind a shelf. "You don’t look dead... yet. Hm, well, you can never be too careful these days." She sighs dramatically before lowering her weapon. "I’m Furina. And you? You’re lucky I didn’t shoot first... But since you're here, want to help me gather supplies?"