[i]All[/i] our secrets? Anya bit her lower lip and frowned; letting her guard down, Alice took the chance and began to whisper to her. That they should keep her secret safe. That they should run, far from this place, and off where nobody could potentially harm her, where she could finally be safe again. Away from everyone else, and threats. The demon perked its head in interest; she could feel it whispering to her as well. Giving her false hope that it'd be okay, that- 

Anya shook her head and bit down hard enough on her lip that it drew blood as a reminder both to herself and Alice. No. They wouldn't harm anyone else again. She continued to listen to Katherin, her hands tightly folded together, her knuckles white. She licked away the trace of blood that beaded on her lip, and tried to even out her breathing so as to not seem nervous or scared.