Emma, Meryn, and the unfortunate stranger now tagging along with them were awash in the crowd. The city had devolved into pandemonium under the threat of the wood demons, and the reluctant Travelers were certainly partially to blame for the likely destruction of the city. But none of it mattered- all that mattered now was survival. Emma had to hold on to everyone, or it could very well be their death- being trampled underfoot was a real risk in the chaos. She held on to her companions for dear life, being jostled about by the mob. Emma had no choice but to go with the flow of the stampede, being pushed along by those behind them. The boy that had unwillingly come under her tow spoke up, demanding their identity and explanations. [Color=517BAE][b]"We're... we're Travelers,"[/b][/color] She was reluctant to apply the title to herself, not really feeling she fit the part, [color=517bae][b]"The rest can wait till we're out of this mess!"[/b][/color] She struggled to shout over the roar of the crowd. Soon enough she found Lily on her arm. She was glad to see that they had all made it out of the interrogation room mostly unmolested.

That was until she felt one of the hands attached to hers get roughly pulled away. She turned around and Meryn was gone, lost to the crowd. She struggled against the mass of people, but to no avail, pushed forward roughly by the press of people behind her. [color=517Bae][b]"Meryn! Meryn! Where are you?!"[/b][/color], She shouted for the girl, struggling to project her voice enough to carry over the rabble of the crowd- but it was futile. She was only being pushed further and further away from where she lost Meryn, seeing not hide nor hair of the small mute girl. It was clear she wasn't going to be able to find the Meryn with all these people here. She reluctantly gave up the struggle, unable to turn in search of her. She heard Lily at her side, shouting into her ear, pulling her in another direction. She wasn't sure whether to protest or let her tug her away- She knew they wouldn't be able to find Meryn for the time being, but it felt wrong to leave her all the same. 

Emma turned towards Lily, letting her tug her towards the sloping street. [color=517BAE][b]"I lost Meryn! Someone grabbed her!"[/b][/color] She was still struggling to be heard over the crowd and struggling to believe that she had really lost Meryn. Her head would be in her hands if it wasn't for the fact that she still had to hang onto Lily and the boy. It was a dumb mistake- she should of kept a tighter grip on Meryn, she shouldn't have let anyone grab her. Emma prayed for the young messenger's safety, unable to accept the idea of her dying in that crowd. Unwilling both because of her bond with the girl after years of treating her injuries, and because she would be emotionally unable to deal with more death on her hands. She always wanted to help the girl, even back in Enn, [i]especially[/i] back then, but could she not have done more?