Dragging her hands down her face before she rested it in her hands being careful of her cheek as she took the time to think of how to answer, a part of her wondered if he would believe her. Another part told her not to be so stupid, especially with how she had been wearing her heart on her sleeve. [color=f49ac2][i]Why do I care if he eats?[/i][/color] Mulling over the question in her mind, she knew there was a few answers to that question. The main one being she still cared for him, but he didn’t need to hear that. Nor did he want too she was certain of it. 

[color=f49ac2]“Because I don’t want you to die.”[/color] Whispering out her words as she didn’t look him in the eye, instead she focused on the grubby floor of her basement as if it was the most interesting thing, she had seen all morning. [color=f49ac2]“It accomplishes nothing, it’s unnecessary bloodshed because he is blinded by the idea of gaining power.”[/color] Her father had started the rebellion for a good cause, it had been just and all about helping people. Lately it wasn’t starting to feel like that, and she had been stupid to agree with his plans in the first place. 

The memories of hers were slowly piecing together and seeing it from a different angle opened her eyes to more. The ideals of the rebellion were slowly changing by her fathers’ hand and she had been a fool not to see it, not until now anyway. [color=f49ac2]“Killing you won’t help these people. It will only guarantee their destruction and it’s my fault. I wanted to help them, not condemn them. No life should be above others.”[/color] Sighing as she felt a chill sweep the room, she rubbed her arms looking over at Cas, [color=f49ac2]“You won’t die in three… well two days now. They will rescue you.”[/color]

Tucking a strand of her hair behind her cheek she grimaced, [color=f49ac2]“And well… if they don’t I. I won’t let you die.”[/color] 

Glancing back towards the window she didn’t know what she would do, how to get him out. [color=f49ac2][i]Perhaps I should spend the whole of tomorrow planning something in case of an emergency. That is if they don’t find him in time.[/i][/color] [color=f49ac2]“Hope was just once, the rebellion. It was meant to be a good cause.”[/color] Sighing to herself as she couldn’t quite understand where it had started to go wrong in the rebellion. [color=f49ac2][i]Was it the idea of power? Commanding people? [/i][/color]

Getting caught up in her own thoughts as she slumped against the chair, her leg had started to hurt more than usual from the bear trap, but she ignored it. There was nothing they could do here. [color=f49ac2]“Look around Cas, you’re not in some high-end prison, there isn’t armed guards ready to shoot you down. You’ve been locked in the basement of my home because they are desperate. They must be convinced that killing you will solve all their problems when it won’t. Desperate people are the most dangerous because they have nothing to lose.”[/color] 

Looking up at the door that led into her home from the basement she listened out for any noises above, any sound of life but thankfully it seemed it was still empty. [color=f49ac2]“Would you like some more water?”[/color] She had noted his glass was empty, that he had downed the water she had offered moments before and she only felt guilty that he had been put in this situation because of her.