Malia watched as Carson turned on his heel, quickly fleeing the room. A soft sigh escaped her lips before she turned back to Sunny, her hand still resting on the Strider’s arm. “We’ll figure this out, we will find out how this happened even if I have to go find the bitch myself.” Malia pulled over the tray of food Carson had brought for them, she assumed he wasn’t going to eat it right now. She gently helped Sunny sit up in her bed, adjusting her pillow behind her. “Eat a little bit and rest. I’ll be back though okay. I promise you, Sunny.” With that, and Natya remaining at Sunny’s side, Malia stood and walked out after Carson, though she wasn’t entirely sure where the Strider had gone.<br/><br/>She figured it out pretty quickly as she heard the door’s low grumble, signaling that someone had decided to go for a bit of s venture. She broke into a jog towards the big opening and, once she had reached the front entrance, watched the doors close behind whoever had decided to open them. “Come on, Cars.” She mumbles to herself, shaking her head. Part of her wanted to give him space, but the other half knew that he couldn’t have the space, especially if that space was leaving Central. She tucked her hair behind her ears before now punching in the door code, watching as they, yet again, tumbled to life. She squeezed through as soon as the crack was large enough, squinting as the sun hit her eyes.<br/><br/>She looked around for a moment, her heart picking up its pace when she couldn’t find Carson, though heaved a sigh of relief as he was spotted standing between the trees. She walked up to him, her hand reaching out and resting against his lower back as she stood shoulder to shoulder to him. That hand ran up and down the length of his back. “What are you doing out here?” Her voice was soft, really soft. “I know you’re kickig yourself, just talk to me.”