It was hard not to flinch when Caspain had hit the mattress twice, she knew it was not directed at her, but the anger only reminded her of her father and Ethan. Both of them had temper problems, unrivalled anger and she knew that wasn’t Cas, he had a kind heart. [color=f49ac2][i]Well, unless I destroyed that too[/i][/color]. Hopefully he hadn’t noticed her flinch, not in the current circumstances where there was barely any light, plus she was now back in her corner away from him. Hearing the apology leave his lips, she shook her head although soon cringed realising he probably hadn’t seen and it only made her feel like an idiot, [color=f49ac2]“Please, don’t apologise. Whether used to it or not it’s still painful. It’s a natural reaction.”[/color] 

A part of her wanted to bring up when she had been in the hospital, how frustrated she herself had gotten and smashed the mirror but she closed her mouth feeling it was best not to bring it up. It would only remind her of what she had ruined between them. Looking down at her leg she felt her fingers touch the fabric on where her wound was reminding her of how this all started, it had mostly healed now but she still felt the pain of it. The twinge it would have when she used it more than she should, or how it would have this odd pulsating feeling like it had a heartbeat of its own. She didn’t have the crutches here to support the weight so the pain was becoming more consistent, but she was getting better at masking it. Plus, she had much bigger things to worry about.

Trying to get somewhat comfortable in her corner she had resigned herself too she nearly missed his question, it took a few moments for it to register and she felt her face heat up in embarrassment. [color=f49ac2][i]Utensils? Oh… oh no. I should have thought. What an idiot[/i][/color]. Biting her lip as she pulled the backpack to her rummaging through it for something he could use, frowning when all she felt was a pocket-knife amongst the other items, she had deemed important to bring. [color=f49ac2][i]I don’t have a fork… or spoon. Could he use the knife?[/i][/color] Cringing at the thought she pulled it out sliding it over to him on the floor, so she didn’t have to move nor him. [color=f49ac2]“All I have is a pocket-knife. I didn’t know… I didn’t think, I’m… I’m sorry…”[/color] Sighing softly as she hung her head in defeat. 

[color=f49ac2][i]I’m useless.[/i][/color] Iris thought to herself as she began to doubt everything, doubt the fact she could get him back to the Capital in once piece. Doubting how she would get them food and water, places to sleep. [color=f49ac2][i]I didn’t think this plan through at all and his life is on the line. Would it even be possible to make it back to the Capital in one day? It’s going to be quite the journey and we still have to avoid my dad. I wonder… what his reaction would be.[/i][/color]