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</div><br/><div style="text-align: center">《 Clive and Owen 》<br/>
Location: Leaving the cabin​</div><br/>Clive was restless the entire time Owen worked to prepare the meal. He stood in the front doorway,  watching and listening. He was between wanting to make sure the four individuals had a better chance at survival, but also wanted to be on his way. There would be no rest. Not until he got back home and was in a somewhat predictable environment. Clive waited long enough that he didn't suspect the abendblume guards had followed then indicated to his brother that is was time to go. He'd meant it when he explained there would be no hand holding. They were on their own, but they'd done their act of kindness in getting them out of KOA. More than most would have done, and they didn't owe them anything else.<br/><br/>"You don't want to eat?" Owen asked, frowning.<br/><br/>"It'll be hours before it's ready and you know it. Leave the food. They need it more than we do." More than anything, they needed to get on and find fuel. Clive planned to hit the forestry roads to recover off road diesel. He didn't plan on backtracking. The obvious places along the main roads would be dry already, but he was familiar with the unbeaten path. He nodded his farewell to the four individuals, said nothing sentimental or heartfelt, and loaded up into the old worktruck. Owen followed suit, sighing as he got into the passenger side.<br/><br/>"You know, running across people like that is going to become a more rare occurrence as time goes on," Owen reminded.<br/><br/>"That's a good thing. Nothing more dangerous than a group of people. Especially a desperate group of people," Clive said as he steered them away from the cabin.