Oh—[Embarrassed, Sadie looks away, her cheeks turning a little pink as she covers her mouth, swallowing her bite of food. She glances sheepishly back up at Ezekiel.] Nothing much, really. I'm just a cashier, back home.

But uh—I'm pretty tough, and that's come in handy. I can fight.

No real skills though, I think...

Huh. Guess I hadn't thought about it. That's kinda depressing.