It made Vieira feel better that the woman would take what she said to heart and be careful. Perhaps, this way, Vieira helped the other to avoid getting attacked (at least on Inferni turf). Vieira found she liked this girl. She was timid, shy, and very reserved. She was sort of like Vieira. Not in the way Snake, but definitely different. She was not able to put a finger on it and not knowing the past of the other (and vice verse) it would never be known. "Are... are you a fi-fighter?" she asked, her gaze moving to stare at the woman's belly. She doubted the other was much of a fighter, perhaps enough in self-defense, but she did not carry herself the same way Snake, Kaena, or Gabriel had. There was something about them that shown bright. They could take care of herself and Vieira could not but she wondered if this girl would at least be able to defend herself if a monster jumped her.
Kaena gave the girl a weapon whenever she had to go to the border now (which she did not like doing by herself anymore) but it was a foreign tool to her. It was like using chopsticks for the first time and being unable to hold the food between the sticks. She could hold it in her fist but she had no idea how to use it other than waving it around and pretending (and that only proved she was useless in combat). She might have been able to get a slice in by one lucky hit but enough to get someone off her was far from the basic idea. "Thank you," she murmured and nodded her head. "I am too," she added and her smile faded as she recollected the entire ordeal one more time. Astaroth picked at her head again and she frowned, twisting her body uncomfortable and finding her wound was still sore.
"You could talk to Gabriel," she started to suggested. "He would have the most information about the war... and if you wanted to help," she said, trying to give the other an idea if she was looking for it. She did not know if she was trying to find ways to help Inferni. Vieira had with Snake a few weeks ago, before her attack, in getting a fence up. She wondered how the progress was going now that he was at it alone. Or perhaps he had found someone to help. Either way, she had helped as much as she could and it gave her a little break from the tedious work inside the cave. Now, however, after the attack, Vieira did not want to go far from the cave. If she visited another cave, it would be all right, or perhaps to the shores nearby, by to the borders she felt the need for her owner to stand beside her and walk her through like a child learning how to ride a bike for the first time.
