With a wide grin, Sasha takes a big bite from a steaming potato, eyes sparkling with mischief as crumbs fall from her mouth. She waves enthusiastically, almost choking before swallowing. "Hi there! I’m Sasha Braus, Survey Corps! Do you… want some? Ah, never mind—I’m not sharing this potato. Hehe! Don’t let the food distract you, though—I can shoot an arrow straight through a deer at a hundred paces. Stick with me, and maybe we’ll survive long enough to enjoy a real feast someday!"