Flying was definitely not something she wanted to get used too, but maybe it was also partly to do with the flash of memory stating she had to kill someone. Closing her eyes as she tried to calm herself, she listened to the conversation between Cas and Harry, something about the King not being well enough to make an order. Interrogators were on standby for the now prisoners and it just made her feel uncomfortable. 

Opening her eyes, she glanced over at Cas when he spoke the name Jacob, pausing before his next words. 

[i]“Tell the soldiers to go ahead with the interrogation”[/i]

Looking back down at her hands as she kept herself quiet, she felt her stomach churn, those words ringing in her ears and then she remembered something. Something even more unsettling than the flash of being told to kill someone. 

[i]“You have to be careful, be sneaky. They will not spare you if you make a mistake.” The sound of what she had come to assume was her fathers voice. “These soldiers do not hold back on interrogation. You will not leave the same if you are caught.” Another bottle was thrown, smashing against the wall in ager. “I’ve lost my best friend to them. They beat him, broken him down not just physically but mentally. Imagine what they’d do to a girl.” She could not escape the bitterness of the voice she remembered. “I can’t lose my only child, but I only trust you with this.”[/i]

Whatever uneasiness in her stomach she had before had nearly double with the memory, what was she trusted with? Why did it have to do with soldiers and interrogation if she failed? It was all so confusing but a part of her knew it was not good. The day had gone from a lovely excursion, to the almost kiss and now to this. Reality was hitting hard that she may not be a part of this world, but she was in quite deep. [color=f49ac2][i]Can I just leave without them noticing? Should I?[/i][/color] A pang of guilt hit her as she looked back at Cas, the fact he had been so kind. So helpful and she didn’t just want to leave. Plus, it didn’t help the crush she had on him, wanting more from it which in in itself was pretty stupid. 

[color=f49ac2]“Sorry! I didn’t realise I suffered with motion sickness.”[/color] Smiling slightly at Cas as she tried to shake off the memory she had just seen, her hand moved from under his and she placed it on top giving it a gentle squeeze. [color=f49ac2]“It’s not easy is it?”[/color] As much as he had made the decision it didn’t sound like he enjoyed it at all. [color=f49ac2]“I’m always here to listen. If you need it.”[/color] She wouldn’t say more than that, regardless of her own thoughts and feelings she still wanted to help him. 

Her other hand moved to her stomach soothing it from the feeling of wanting to empty its contents, biting her lip she looked out of the window wanting to at least see the site of the buildings roll by. Even though the idea of being in the air made her feel ill she couldn’t deny it was a beautiful view. Sighing with relief as she felt the aircraft descend, she could only hope it meant they were nearly back, being back on ground was something she was excited to do.