She didn’t expect him to follow her, so when she heard him speak up as she reached the water, she clenched her jaw. She let out a frustrated breath, spinning back around to meet him. She needed him to leave, if she confronted him about what she’d read she’d be killed on the spot...right? “God, Carson could you please just give me like ten minutes of peace? Don’t you have raider patterns to be studying or something.” She hadnt meant for her words to come out so hostile, but she needed some air. She shook her head, swallowing thickly as her feet sunk in the sand. She had to make this believable, maybe she needed to lay low.<br/><br/>She walked in the direction of the hut before eventually finding the broken down, yet stable, shack. She sighed, knowing Carson had followed her, pulling the door open. “There, I made it, see? Go back to the town, that’s what you’re here for, right? I’m fine, there’s literally no one here.” She gestures around her, the empty space backing up her statement. She stepped inside the hut and shut the door, sighing and leaning against the wall. She had no clue what to do now, what does one do when the only person who has shown them kindness is actually plotting against you? At least, she thought he was.