The prospect of Arc feeling even a bit of the same feelings for her as she did for him had her heart flutter, and it felt strange. It had been years since she’d felt...well...anything, and even longer than that since she’d felt something for another person, she barely remembered the excitement of it all. She used to wonder if love would survive in a world like this, she didn’t think that it would. Humanity had fallen apart, people ripped each other apart for useless items, even more so than they did before the Fall. Because of this mindset, she never tried to find anyone, but it wasn’t like she could if she wanted, most genuine people were gone. She tried to remain kind herself, and she’d like to think that she did a very decent job at it, but who was to say. Perhaps her kindness had gotten her far, perhaps it didn’t, maybe it was the reason her sister died, she wasn’t sure.<br/><br/>When Arc pulled away, his arms dropping to his side she almost visibly frowned, but decided not to show her disappointment. She made sure he was steady before walking to the back and grabbing her backpack, slinging it over her shoulder. She looked up as he spoke, a smile playing at her lips. “Well, we need to make it back alive to do that, so let’s focus on not getting ourselves into life threatening situations,” she joked, walking back to the door. She pushed it open, poking her head out to make sure that they hadn’t missed a dog, and sighing in relief when the coast was clear. She turned back to Arc and put her arm around his back again, helping him walk. He was getting better, but he wasn’t quite healed enough yet, but she didn’t mind bearing his weight. The only downside of it was that the Adrenalin was fading, and the extent of her battery from being tossed around was beginning to present itself as pain, but she hid it well. Her back made sure she knew that it was bruised, and her arm was screaming at her for landing on it, but she pushed the pain to the back of her mind to focus on more important manners.<br/><br/>They walked for a long time in silence, as they had before. She was constantly scanning their surroundings, not wishing to find themselves in another situation similar to the last, she intended to keep her life. She let her mind wander more as they walked on, thinking back to the hug in the shed. She didn’t know why, it was just a hug, hugs don’t mean anything, but she knew it was then that she decided she cared for him more than herself. Him dying would be worse that her losing her life, so she intended to keep him alive, even if it meant risking a little bit every now and then. The heat was beating down on her, and she felt her body screaming for rest but she visibly shook her head, wanting to make it to his home before she crashed. She was eager to get there, too, as she really wanted to get to know him. She wasn’t sure what he meant when he had said the same thing, but she doubted he had some sort of hidden motive, and she needed to tell him about her plans, if they were even plans anymore.<br/><br/>They walked for what felt like, and probably was, hours, and she had debated  stopping every now and then, but...<br/><br/>They’ve already come this far, why give up now?