[b]Ranch House, Unknown Location[/b]

Mina was about to suggest an aspirin for Drake when Dawn took off in a hurry. A moment after, there was a knock on the door. Drake took hold of Mina's busy hands while she had slowed to better listen down the hall, and now– Well, it hardly took long for her to place the look of concern on his face. He said he wanted to go into attic.

When it rained, it certainly poured. 

She pursed her lips, and her gaze wandered upwards. There was an elephant in the room, or perhaps more accurately, a songbird in the crawlspace, but there were times and ways to address such careful matters. [color=#C4B14D]"Drake,"[/color] she said, tucking her pen back into a cargo pocket. She looked him in the eyes, this time looking for more than irregular pupil action. [color=#C4B14D]"I won't lie, alright? I'll promise that. There's been a... a situation that came about while you were down. But I don't think now's a good time to just run up without information, okay? I know he's-"[/color]

Mina swallowed.

[color=#C4B14D]"He's not a bad man. But... I don't think that's a good idea just now. You've missed a lot, and I'm gonna need you to hear me out before you go acting all brash."[/color]