Rivers met Rhen on the porch dreading the day, but at least Rhen seemed like decent company.  He hadn't really talked to her much but compared to the rest of the house, she seemed like the calm before the storm.  She probably had a lot of questions, but the darker skinned man wasn't sure if he could answer them.  Well, he imagined he could answer quite a few of them, but he didn't really want to.<br/><br/>He was grateful they weren't riding on the screaming death machine.  Truthfully, he was paranoid anything would attack again at any second and a day trip away from the others didn't seem like the best idea.  He was still worried about Chris who had ran from the room and Nadia who hadn't followed the girls in there.  Something in the house was unsteady, even he could feel it.<br/><br/>With a sigh, he rested his chin in his hand and watched the scenery go by.  Even though he didn't want to talk about it, he knew he needed to let Rhen know a little about his grandmother, especially after everything that had happened in the last four hours.<br/><br/>"Just so you know," he starts and sits up to look at the dark haired woman.  "She's special, kind of like you guys.  I haven't seen her since I was little, but I remembered some things she could do.  She was a witch doctor.  I've seen her cure people, but I've also seen her curse them.  We should be careful."