Venelopi really wasn't sure just what to make of this man He seemed genuinely regretful for all that had happened when they had been together and just being here seemed to make him just as uncomfortable about it as she was. She glanced up at him and he was shifting his weight uncomfortable, hesitating with what came out of his mouth next, and it was something that, after last night, she really didn't want to hear, [b]“Have you ever considered… running away?”[/b] Just those words and the prospect of what he was saying, mixed with the harsh memories of the events that took place the night before, was enough to send a wave of absolute terror into the poor girl.

At his question, she began to quickly and frantically shake her head, "No...we can't...I can't..." Finally stopping her head shaking she looked back to him, "They won't let us. If we try...they'll....Rose-she.....she tried....they'll do to us what they did to her.....maybe even worse. We can't run away...I can't run away." Wrapping her arms around herself she moved to sit more comfortably on the bed wrapping the blanket in a comforting way around herself, "Running away isn't something we can do and still hope to get home."

She grew quiet again, in thought for a moment before she looked back to him once more where he sat against the door, her voice hesitant, "How...did you find out about what was going on here? Don't you know the Yakuza could have both of our heads if they caught you talking like this with me?"