Her first instinct was so simply say it was okay. But it wasn’t okay. She felt a bit lost, unsure of what to do next. There was a brief pause at the entrance to the restaurant where she reached for his hand to give it a squeeze. “I know. We’ll figure it out.”<br/><br/>Then her mind switched to eating mode. Amaris may have been little but her metabolism burned hard and fast. She couldn’t remember the last time she’d eaten and her stomach was definitely making it known. There was only a cursory glance at the menu before she looked at the young girl working the register. “I’ll take a Big Mac, a quarter pounder, and a crispy chicken sandwich. Oh and a large fry. And a Diet Coke.” The cashier nodded as her fingers flew over the touch screen. “And two apple pies. What do you want?” That last question directed over her shoulder at Blake. Once he ordered whatever he wanted, she paid and went to sit in a booth in the back corner to wait for the mass quantities of food to arrive.<br/><br/>“Listen..you shouldn’t feel sorry. I made the choices. Now I have to deal with the consequences. I mean, I could go try to talk to them but it probably won’t turn out the way you want. At the very least, they won’t let me leave and you’ll be on your own. Then they will kill you before they go after your mom and Sofie.” The food arrived right about then and she ate a few fries before she spoke again. “You should probably text your mom to check in. And figure out what you want to do next.”