<div style="text-align: center">《 Anise 》<br/>
<i>Location: Shuttle pick-up location<br/>
Addressing: Ezra, Rebel, Rachel, Tobias </i>​</div><br/><br/>"I don't want to go back inside," Anise said plainly. "They just shot someone! Have you seen how many men are armed today that usually aren't? They are looking for an excuse to<i> gun us down</i>. They are going to create a scenario where they can rationalize it! These people don't care about us. It would be easier for Hale if we fought and he could dispose of us all. No bad blood that way, just rivers of it. No one coming back for him." The situation wasn't right. Hale ought to burn in hell for it, sooner rather than later, but that was far beyond her capabilities.<br/><br/>"I would rather be cold and alive than dead and not feel it." It might be something she regretted later, but for the time being, all she could see was Brian's body. She found it hard to trust any of them anymore, especially looking to Abendblume. Her heart was still pounding. She remembered going through the halls, feeling the walls closing in, and it felt too much like an escape. Now they were advising her to go back in? She looked to Rebel with skepticism in her eyes.<br/><br/>"You guys are nuts if you think I'm walking back in there." She shrugged her narrow shoulders and shook her head in refusal. One thing to wait beside the gates, to try and gather everyone up. It sounded like they had a plan, of which she was on board with. Going back into Abendblume, up multiple floors, made her blood run cold. To her the risk simply wasn't worth it. They had scavenged before, and that was what they were going to have to do again. Pickings would be slimmer, but they'd learned a lot from the start. Something was going to get out of hand once more, and once it escalated she wasn't sure they were going to stop.  She ran her fingers through her short hair as she tried to calm her frazzled nerves.<br/><br/>Tobias didn't seem in favor of going back either, and Rachel didn't think she would be permitted.<br/><br/>"Did something else happen?" Anise asked, then furrowed her brows at her brother's decision that they would go back in.<br/><br/>"Ezra! Who do you think they're going to be aiming for first?" She leaned in close. "At the very least you have your gun. You go back in and they may confiscate it from you. Then we'll be cold<i>and</i>defenseless."