Paris hugged her closely again, wrapping one arm around her back. With the other hand he gently held the back of her head and squeezed briefly, looking at the dead girl not too far away. He let go of her and held up a finger to signify she should wait a moment.
He walked over to the girl and rolled her face up. He next went to her nearby bag and started looking through the contents. He moved a few things over to his bag, food and the medical supplies. In addition to those vitals, he found something else very interesting. There were three black looking canisters with instructions. Half a smile pulled at his face which he quickly shoved down as he placed them in his bag.
He pulled out a spare shirt from her bag and laid them over the girl.
"Good riddance," he muttered to himself, eyes closed and hands clasped together. He stood and brushed himself off, slinging his bag over his shoulder and taking Cho's hand to lead her away. ((Continued in Rio Bravo