[i]"O-okay,"[/i] She murmured softly, slowly putting her bloody arms into the sleeves of the jacket, then zipping it up. It covered all of her upper body, where blood was most noticeable, and after she had cleaned her face she could almost pass for a civilized human behind if it weren't for her torn, bloody sweatpants and dirt-covered, bare feet. She slowly leaned back on the trunk of a tree, staring upwards at the sky. It was a little past noon by now, and the sun had risen quite a bit since the slaughter of the village. Roxy closed her eyes and sighed, doing her best to relax in the warm light of the sun. After a short moment she opened her eyes once more, turning her head to face Xeno. She spoke softly, not as though she was scared of being overheard, but simply because she didn't have the energy to continue being loud and rude. [i]"... why are you so... nice? Even after I was a jerk to you."[/i] It seemed as though she was actually aware of her own rudeness; thus probably meaning it was deliberate.