Seras
Vampiric senses soon picked up the sound of the approaching...aircraft? That thing was way too tiny, but it bathed the blonde in light, bringing its weapons to bear all the same. Frowning, the vampire's tied-off sleeve exploded into a mass of shadows, the sharp tendrils of shadow moving behind Seras to shield her from incoming fire. Unlike whatever it was that that sniper hit her with, the vampire doubted the aircraft was loaded with paintballs.
The apparent leader of the soldiers on the ground, however, brought the vampire's attention away as the tiny soldier came forward, stowing its weapon and making various hand gestures indicating...something. Upon closer inspection, the vampire spotted a small bag of food on the side of the dumpster, giving the soldier a confused look for all of a moment before realization dawned. Taking a moment to judge the distance, the vampire got her thumb under the steak before flipping it up like a large meaty coin, landing it perfectly in the bag nonchalantly.
"You sure you don't want to get some more food?" Seras asked, "It should be easy enough."
Part of her was hoping that they did, at least if it would give her an excuse to break something. That fight with that man had reminded her all too well of something vital. Regardless of all her efforts, she was a monster, and had been for a long time. So there was no reason she couldn't indulge in a little senseless violence every now and again...