Cassie listened to what he had to say, and she could kind of understand why he would think it might just be easier to give himself in to the pilot. After all, it sounded like the easiest thing to do. It would just be skipping a lot of running and would just end things quicker. But, Cassie really didn't like the idea of him doing that. Sure, when she had first met him and he had threatened to either kill her or bring her into his people, she had sad he could and she wouldn't have cared, but that had all just been a bluff. Cassie still had the fight to survive, and look where it had gotten her. She was still alive and well, and actually, she was kind of happy. She had a great place to hide and for now she had some company. She just couldn't see anybody giving their lives up so easily like he was talking about doing. 

But, then again, he was from a different society. They had been taught differently. Brain washed almost. She pursed her lips as she thought about this and looked back to him, speaking, "And....what if you didn't go back? You could always stay here. I have plenty of supplies and room. Besides, why give yourself in? Isn't that just giving into what they want? With that your sure to die. But....with not going back, you at least have a chance to live. Why would you want to throw away that chance?" She asked quietly, looking down at her own can of sliced pineapples and spoke again, "That's like saying you don't value your own life. And I don't know about your kind, but to human, life is precious. We cherish every life and don't give it up so easily."

Seeing him quickly finish up the first can of fruit, she plucked another off the shelf and tossed it to him, "Anyway, I guess that's all I have to really say on the subject. What you decide to do is your decision, but just know you have more options than to just give yourself up to them like that." With that, it feel silent for a long moment and when she was done with her own fruit and she saw he was done, she sighed and stood up, "Anyway, it's getting kind of late. I don't know about you, but I need some sleep." Stretching, she walked from the small storage room and across the hall was the bedroom. It had two beds, which she assumed her parent shad put in there so that they would have one and Cassie herself would have one if they had all stayed there together. But, since her parents were gone, that left the two beds for her and Serix if he wished to use the other.

It was a pretty plain set up with the beds on opposite sides of the small room in the same position against the wall and each bed had a small table beside it to set things upon. On the table beside the bed she had claimed when she got there, sat the photo album and on top of it was her father's pocket watch and the necklace her mother had given her. She moved over o the table and put both things inside of the photo album for safe keeping before she sat on the edge of the bed, speaking to him, "Feel free to take that bed if you get tired." She crawled into her bed and curled up under the blanket, giving a yawn, "Goodnight Serix." With that, she rolled over, her back to him as she fell asleep.