"I'm alright. Feeling better now." It was a somewhat puzzling question for her to ask, but it seemed sincere. Still she was concerned with his well-being. She was a kind woman, a rose in a world of tar. What strength she had to not be turned into a monster like the rest of humanity.... even like himself. He watched the way she rubbed her legs, knowing they must have been sore as could be. She carried the weight of two, and though she was strong, how much longer could she carry the two of them. But when he looked up, catching her eyes with his own, he saw gentleness and compassion, real feelings from a real person. It made his stomach flutter to look in her eyes, so soft and soothing... what was this sensation he was feeling when he saw her? Why did he want to stay there for as long as she would let him?<br/><br/>For all the traveling they had done up to that point, the physical contact and the trust they put in each other... all of it felt so foreign to Arc, but it was like language immersion. It was strange, but he was quickly catching on. More and more he was becoming comfortable with the girl while, at the same time, becoming more and more uncomfortable with the idea of parting ways. Sure, they had known each other only for about 24 hours, but she had already shown more compassion than anyone else he had ever known, except for his parents of course.<br/><br/>He nudged Madison with his shoulder, a small smile tugging at the corner of his lips. "How are you doing?"