Cinder kept her knife pointed at the girl, who seemed to be panicking. She needed help, and all she really wanted to do was rest. She knew the wound on the back of her head wasn't too bad, she knew she could live with it. Soon it would get better, but what if it got infected? Cinder almost dropped her knife, but then remembered her plan... make no alliance. She gulped, keeping the knife pointed, she knew she wouldn't be able to throw it, but if it kept the girl away from her... good. "How can I trust you? This game is all about killing. I'm weak, vulnerable. You're not." She said through her teeth, eyes watching the girl with careful intensity.