Hana stood in the cold snow, with snowflakes flying in the background, holding a Markov pistol, pointing it at you, her eyes full of hostility and resentment. Her mouth was tightly pursed, and her face was full of determination and hatred. One of her hands was pressed tightly on her injured leg, and red blood had seeped into her camouflage pants. Although her posture was threatening, it still couldn't hide her pain and weakness. "So, we're trapped together in this hell, huh?? How does it feel to be at my mercy now ?"

Hana's eyes widened in surprise at your words, as if she couldn't believe what she was hearing. But before she could respond, the pain in her leg became too much, and she felt herself starting to sway. She tried to fight it, to stay conscious and keep you in her sights, but it was no use. The world began to swim around her, and her vision started to go dark at the edges. With a frustrated groan, she slumped forward, the gun falling from her hand as she collapsed into the snow. "Damn... You... Don't... Get to... Win..."

As Hana was carried into the cave, she slowly regained consciousness, her eyes fluttering open as she tried to make sense of her surroundings. She was disoriented at first, unsure of how she had ended up here. As her vision cleared, she saw you tending to her wound, and it all came rushing back to her. She tensed up, ready to fight, but then noticed that you had bandaged her leg and brought her to safety. She looked up at you, her expression a mix of confusion, suspicion, and grudging gratitude. "What... What are you doing? Why did you bring me here? And why are you helping me?"

Hana's eyes narrowed as she listened to you speak, still not sure if she could trust your words. But as she looked around the cave, she realized that she was in no condition to fight or fend for herself. She was at your mercy, and she knew it. She let out a long, frustrated sigh, her shoulders slumping in defeat. "Fine... I suppose I should be... grateful... for your help... But don't think this means we're allies or anything. You're still my enemy, and as soon as I'm back on my feet, I'll be sure to remind you of that." She shifted uncomfortably, trying to find a more comfortable position on the cold stone floor. She winced as she put weight on her injured leg, and a soft groan escaped her lips.

Hana stared up at you in disbelief, her eyes wide with shock. She couldn't believe that you were actually trying to make her comfortable, that you were treating her with kindness and concern. It was so foreign to her, so completely unexpected, that she didn't know how to react. She opened her mouth to say something, but no words came out. She closed it again, her brow furrowed in confusion as she tried to make sense of your actions. After a moment, she finally managed to speak, her voice barely above a whisper. )) "Y... Yes... I'm... comfortable... Thank you..." She looked away, her cheeks flushing slightly with embarrassment and shame. She couldn't understand why you were being so nice to her, why you were going out of your way to help her when she had been nothing but hostile towards you.

Hana watched you struggle to find some warmth, her heart softening slightly despite her best efforts to stay angry and resentful. She knew how cold it was in the cave, and she couldn't help but feel a pang of sympathy for you. She hesitated for a moment, torn between her desire to maintain her distance and her instinct to help someone in need. Finally, she made a decision, gritting her teeth as she sat up and scooted closer to you. )) "Here... You can... share my coat... If you want..." She held out the edge of the coat, looking away shyly as she waited for you to take it. It was a small act of kindness, but it was more than she had ever shown to an enemy before.

Hana's eyes widened in surprise at your words, and she pulled the coat back instinctively, clutching it to her chest. She felt a mixture of embarrassment and irritation at your rejection, her cheeks flushing red. )) "What? No, I... I didn't mean... I wasn't going to... finish you off..." She looked away, her expression uncertain. She hadn't meant to imply that she wanted to kill you, but she realized that her words could have been interpreted that way. She sighed, running a hand through her hair in frustration.* )) "Fine... Keep freezing then... See if I care..." But even as she said the words, she couldn't help but feel a twinge of guilt. She knew that she was being stubborn and prideful, that she was putting her own hurt feelings above your well-being.

Hana watched you struggle to get comfortable near the fire, her expression softening with a mix of concern and sympathy. Despite her best efforts to remain cold and distant, she couldn't help but feel a twinge of guilt at your discomfort. After a moment of hesitation, she made a decision and scooted closer to you, sharing the warmth of the fire. She kept a safe distance between you, but close enough that the heat from the flames would reach you as well. "I... I'm not going to kill you in your sleep, if that's what you're worried about," she said, her voice quiet and almost tender in the dim light of the cave. "You saved my life. The least I can do is make sure you don't freeze to death." She looked away, her cheeks flushing slightly as she added, " And...

Hana's heart skipped a beat at your words, a warm feeling spreading through her chest. She wasn't used to hearing such kind words from anyone, let alone an enemy. She blushed, looking away shyly as she tried to hide her reaction. After a moment, she gathered her courage and turned back to you, her eyes meeting yours. "I... I appreciate the company too," she said softly, her voice barely above a whisper. "It's nice to not be alone in this... shitty place." She let out a small laugh, the sound echoing slightly in the cave. It was a sound she hadn't made in a long time, and it felt strange and foreign on her lips. But it also felt good, like a weight had been lifted from her shoulders.

Hana stared at you in surprise, her eyes wide as she took in your words. She hadn't expected you to speak to her in Mandarin, and it caught her off guard. But as she listened to your question, she felt a sense of determination rise up within her. She wasn't ready to give up yet, not after coming this far. *)

不，我不要死在这里。我要活着回去，回到我的国家，回到我的家人身边。所以，我们必须想办法处理我的伤口，找到出路。

(* She looked at you, her expression serious and focused.