Misha stayed silent as they continued on. She mulled over the other girl's words. Morality wasn't her strong suit, whether because she felt like she didn't have a good grip on it or because she didn't want to think about it. With a jolt of sudden panic, she considered the fact that whatever conflict was going on in the camp - she could hear faint noises up ahead - could well end in fatal bloodshed, as well. She shook off the doubt and kept moving. [i]Don't want to think about it. Yep.[/i]