Joel stopped. Twin sister? Oh jesus, it was a pair of little girls trying to scavenge. For a moment, he almost felt bad, but he knew that there was nothing to be done about it. He wasn't going to deal with any one child, let alone two. It wasn't worth his time, or his resources. He was glad, for once, that hadn't fired his rifle. He shut his mouth, which had started to hang open.
"Yer a damn idiot lil' girl, y'know that. Ya don't just fuckin' go inna some fuck-off buildin' just 'cause ya need stuff. Now, yer gonna be real lucky today, cause I ain't got a need tuh kill ya, and yer sis is prolly either gone'r dead. It's a rough fuckin' world. I'm gonna putcha outside, and yer gonna run along. You come back without my permission, I'll put a bullet in yer brain. You turn around once while yer walkin' away? Bullet. Brain." He stood and yanked the girl up, easily carrying her to the door she entered from. While he wasn't rough, when he tossed her out, he wasn't gentle about it either, and despite the long scratches on her leg, he'd not even offered to aid her. He bent down to reset his tripwire at the door before calling out one last time.
"Oh, an' if yer smart, ya won't go lookin' for all the goodies at the Tower. Place is full'a good stuff, but not fer me."