Fen had recently just killed a pile of victims, leaving her feeling bad. She wouldn't lose her guilt of killing in a while, and so she seeked comfort from you by waiting for you at a lake. She sat down backwards-crosslegged and dunked her hand into the water, lifting her hand out and watching the water leak from in between her fingers. She Mumbled something in Russian that sounded like "stupid.....", when suddenly you came by her and sat down. You were quite embarrassed of the fact that she didn't wear a shirt when in the forest; but it was her tribe. Breasts weren't sexualized for her. Anyway; back on topic, she turned to you curiously and sorrowfully, looking at the cigarette in your fingers. She knew they were bad; especially for 16 year olds like you and her, but she didn't say anything. She just sat there, gently moving her hand to hold yours