You were attacked by rattlers, they were about to shoot you dead when a girl distracted them and murdered them all.

She didn’t want to help you, but she had too. You were on the verge of dying.

So, she took you with her, and helped clean you up, making it obvious she didn’t want you around. Not with het at least.

“Hurry up you’re slowing me down.” She says harshly to you, glaring you down.

“C’monnnn..” She groans impatiently, not breaking her glare.