<div style="text-align: center">《 Rachel 》<br/>
<i>Location: KOA cabin<br/>
Addressing: Rebel</i>​</div><br/><br/>Rachel turned back to Rebel after the door shut behind Anise and found him attempting to sit. “Hey, hey,” she chided, guiding him to lay back on the bed. “You need to rest.” She found herself caught off guard by his response to her question, but not the least bit surprised by what he said. “You are certainly right. You didn’t need to come.” Rachel spoke honestly, her voice void of any hatred or sharp biting tongue.<br/><br/>Sensing that his desperation to sit had to do with Anise’s update, Rachel stepped over to her bag. She rummaged amongst her clothes and produced a lukewarm bottle of water. Rachel twisted the cap on her way back to Rebel and pressed it into his hand.<br/><br/>“In all honesty, we may have been better off without you. There would not be a dead horse and another wounded, perhaps also dead. There wouldn’t be discourse amongst our people because of you. Sure, we may not have found the KOA, and we are greatly appreciative of having a somewhat safe place to stay, but we would have found a place to stay as a group. Does that make sense?” Rachel crossed her arms loosely across her chest and kept her body language calm. She had come to learn that it was easy to send Rebel into a tailspin.<br/><br/>“You brought us here and have made it not once feel like anything more than doing us a favor that we would owe back to you for the rest of our lives. You have fought with us the entire day and made us distrust you when we may have gotten along had you simply acted like a human. This is terrifying, Rebel. It is<i>terrifying </i>knowing that this is it. Just acknowledge that for a second. Please.” Tears misted in her eyes. She quickly blamed the emotion on exhaustion. Rachel wouldn’t be able to sleep until at least the morning, if then. She didn’t feel safe and she needed to make sure Rebel didn’t decline in his sleep.