[She knows as soon as the man crosses the threshold that this isn't their guy. Ellie goes sharp for a moment, the line of her shoulders taut like a bow string. Doesn't mean he's not one of them, but he's not the vampire that attacked her in engineering.]
It's not him. [She hisses it out, low so only Joel can hear. Then, louder, skirting from the partially obstructed corner out into the open - though careful to keep him at a distance:] You've got my rifle?
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It's not him. [She hisses it out, low so only Joel can hear. Then, louder, skirting from the partially obstructed corner out into the open - though careful to keep him at a distance:] You've got my rifle?