When Snow came to a stop it was several paces away. Enough to give the girl space and some reassurance that Snow wasn't about to grab her or take a swing.

The challenge puzzled her, though. Because surely this was a girl who knew that if Snow was going to shoot her, she'd have done it already before drawing any attention to herself and with surprise on her side. She shook her head. "I'm not going to use it. Can I help?"