Ashamed, Illyana averted her gaze from Lucien's face as he withdrew. She could tell by the look in his eye that she had worried him, and she expected nothing else. There would be more questions now, she was sure of it, it was only a matter of when.

That was too much to tackle right now, so she simply nodded to the man and left her eyes on the ground as he, Faolan, and Aurel exited the bus. She waited a few moments in silence, too afraid to move in case she fell. After what felt like an hour but was only mere minutes, Faolan returned and set a bucket of water on the ground near the kitchenette, then opened a cupboard and set several clean towels on the counter. [color=a36209]"Don't worry about the water, I'll clean everything up when you're finished. Take your time, I'll be preparing dinner outside."[/color] The girl simply nodded as he left, taking the bag from earlier with him, and waited to let out the breath she was holding until he closed the door.

When Faolan returned outside, he set the bag on the ground and busied himself with preparing a fire. He had already dug the put earlier, anticipating that he may need to it warm the meat when he got back from shopping. 

To Lucien's question, he turned his head slightly but did not stop his work. He spoke quietly, knowing the girl may be listening. [color=a36209]"I think there is much more to her story than she's telling us,"[/color] he said with a flat tone, clearly worried, [color=a36209]"I don't want to force her to say anything she doesn't want to, but I won't leave her in a place that she's not safe either."[/color] At this, he stopped and looked up at Lucien as he crouched by the fire, [color=a36209]"As much as it bothers me to say...We don't know enough yet, I think we have to see what happens."[/color]

This course of action clashed hard with Faolan's general principals about life. He had always espoused freedom as his most cherished right, and it felt restrictive of him to put a condition on leaving the girl in her rightful home. But her reaction to Lucien's reach was more than concerning, and it made Faolan uncomfortable to think that she would want to return to a place where she had suffered any form of abuse. The Irishman's dark green eyes fell on Aurel and he felt his heart squeezed by a cold fist at the thought of being asked to return him to the place they had found him. It made him sick to even consider...so with this girl, well, he was feeling conflicted to say the least.