"She's lucky nobody took that gun from her and shot her with it." On an everyday basis, Cindy's last concern is the Militia, though she feels their presence daily. Her biggest worry right now is the regular people she passes by, not so much for her, but for Wichita. Clearly, Wichita isn't big on concealment.

"Or a charity period," Cindy mutters into her glass. It's still a wonder why she didn't tell Wichita or Rex to go fuck themselves into oblivion. "I'm not taking her out anytime soon."