[h1][b][i][color=lightblue][center]Shin-ae Yun[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h1]
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Yeah. Safety in numbers sounded good.

She was about to break her silence--which she'd kept for a little while, the entire thing just felt very awkward and she felt very out of her depth--to agree with "Jack" to throw her bike into his trunk and head north. It's not like she really had anywhere better to go, after all. Well, it would maybe be nice to go back California to make sure her parents were okay, but just [i]imagining[/i] what the airports and interstates looked like right now was enough to convince her that was a [i]phenomenally[/i] bad idea. Even if she [i]wasn't[/i] bitten in the panic-stricken airport. So her parents were just--

...Then Kaitlyn interrupted her stupor by offering her a hand, and she took it gratefully, hauling herself to her feet and doing her best to shake off the thoughts. And, as a bonus, she also offered a slightly more convenient way to travel around and carry her bike. Shin-ae gave a soft sound of assent, but shot a quick glance at Jack out of the corner of her eye all the same. He'd offered so kindly to help. It seemed like a shame to tell him [i]"hey I know that you let me ride in your car out of the kindness of your heart even while worried about your daughter, but Kaitlyn's has a bike rack. And in order to come you have to abandon your own car."[/i] Still. She had to consider her own safety, and it [i]did[/i] look like a fairly beaten-up car. She bit her lip slightly. The answer was obvious. She just...still felt a little bad.

So she limped up to the window where Jack still sat and gave him a smile she hoped wasn't too forced or awkward. "[color=lightblue]Thank you for the offer, Jack. Really. But I really would rather stick my bike on a rack so it doesn't up too much space. The more you can carry the better, and all that. I'm sorry.[/color]" A part of her jealously hoped that he [i]would[/i] abandon his car to join them, he seemed like a nice man, but she acknowledged that was probably unrealistic.

With that task done, she gave another smile--this one apologetic--before she turned to walk back over toward Kaitlyn, pausing as she did to pick up her violin case and give the woman a fractional nod.

"[color=lightblue]Lead the way.[/color]" Another thought crossed her mind: "[color=lightblue]Unless we want to wait for AJ's parents to pick her up?[/color]"