Yolanda followed after Sean, soon falling into step with him as the rain still poured. She clutched at her bag of belongings tightly, briefly considering using it again as shelter but soon deciding against it. The bag was soaked enough already; if she wanted any of her possessions still dry by the time they reached shelter, she needed to be more careful.

Yolanda cast a glance at him and couldn't help but give a quiet laugh at his question. "That different language was Afrikaans and I called you a 'snake in the grass'. You didn't seem as trustworthy then as you do now and I thought it suited," She paused briefly. "I thought you kind of like the serpent in the Garden of Eden."