Angel
"Trust me, I know. I can handle myself fine enough though! If it truly is dangerous, why don't you hop on so we can get out of here? I see you like the donkey, you can pet him if you want, I'm sure he won't mind."
Bradley
"I can't leave this place..."*She'd murmur, pausing in what she was doing for a brief moment. With him bringing up the donkey, Juna's fur would stand a bit on end.*"No I... I don't like the... Horse-like ones..."*She'd say unsure of the donkey. Horses were already unnerving enough for her with the much shorter one being added to the lot. Soon enough she would turn her head away to go back to ripping the stick tent apart.*"Donkeys... Too..."
Angel
"Huh."
He hops off the cart 
"You hear that dingbat, she doesn't like you."
He chuckles

"If you can't leave, why exactly are you taking down your camp?"
Bradley
"It's never done any good for me."*She'd say, tearing away another stick before throwing it across the clearing.*"I lost a friend in this place once... Fought so many for it... Did so much... For it..."*Juna would pause, leaning her head against the remains of the stick tent.*"But it wasn't worth it in the end..."