Genevieve was surprised as he talked about her healing. Had he already caught on to her vulnerability when using the cuffs? She hoped not because that was a serious weakness. She was scared he'd be able to play into that weakness at times in which she needed to be her strongest. OR at least appear as if she were at her strongest. She gulped. She just needed to keep to the plan. 

She sighed as she walked forward and grabbed the cuff's chains roughly, "Oh just shut up, Damien. No one wants to hear your voice this morning." In all honesty she didn't. She could feel a headache coming on and she just had the sneaking suspicion it was because of her anxiety. Something about Damien caused her to just go crazy inside of her head. As if he messed with some kind of radio frequency that kept everything in order. She just needed to get her own foothold on things so she'd be able to get rid of him once and for all.

She dragged him upstairs where everyone was waiting for her with their bags in hand. "Come on! Gotta get to the stables in ample time so we can get some horses." She glanced around the group assessing how many they would need, "I'm thinking 8 for all of us, Damien rides with me, and then two for all of our extra gear." She grabbed her own backpack that was conveniently sitting by the door and swung it over her back. She glanced at Adam and they exchanged a knowing look. He hadp acked it for her and hopefully she'd find everything she would need inside. She smiled at him. 

He walked over and hugged her, "Don't be a stranger." He said as he pulled away, "I don't want it to be another 100 years before I see you again!" he chuckled, "Good luck on your travels. Also. You will find certain things in the bag that will help with what I gave you earlier." He was trying to give her hints, but Genevieve glared at him. Damien was smarter than he looked and Genevieve didn't want him searching her backpack if he got the chance.

"Well! Off we go." She said as she glanced at Damien. Once again she faced the problem of him looking like a slave or prisoner. Both in which are illegal to humans. SO she took one of the cuffs off causing the chain to disappear and took his hand into her's. "Lets go." She mumbled. Once on a horse she wouldn't have to worry about it. He could look like a prisoner all day long because no one would be in sight as they traveled through the hills of Georgia.