<div style="text-align: center">《 Anise 》<br/>
<i>Location: Outside Abendblume, on their way<br/>
Addressing: Ezra; no one in particular</i>​</div><br/><br/>"I can carry it," Anise growled to her brother. She didn't want to give the impression to this small group of people that she needed help. She already worried that she was dead weight, relying on her brother for everything. His chivalry, though well intended, did not make her feel any better in that moment. She wanted him to be able to count on her just as much as she counted on him but her strengths did not lend itself to what they needed right then. She was capable of carrying a bag she'd lightened, so not to sap his energy.<br/><br/>"I got us kicked out because they think I'm useless. We don't need to make it so obvious." She didn't fight her brother over it, just shared her discontent openly, worried she would cause too much of a disruption. She wore guilt and frustration on her face. Rebel had pretty much told them to keep their mouths shut, something she didn't really need to be reminded about. They'd managed before, and could formulate more of plan once they got where they were going. So long as they weren't gunned down the moment they weren't right at Abendblume's gates. Rachel had shared the same thoughts. Drawing too much attention would be a perfect excuse, and for the most part they all moved on in morose silence. Watchful, and on edge.<br/><br/>They were just trading one danger or another. On the outside, things were unpredictable. Any number of things could happen. At Abendblume, there was one man tainting the entire thing. Intense hatred was a new feeling for her. She had never wished ill upon someone in such a pure, undiluted fashion before. All of this was inhumane, and Hale had done it with a smile on his face.<br/><br/>"May someone slit Hale's throat in the night for this," Anise cursed softly, looking to the carriage of terrified individuals who knew they would not make it far on their own.