She watched him as he sat up, her eyes flickering to the blanket in front of her. She cracked a smile when he spoke, looking over to him and rolling her eyes. “I think you would be fine, you’d get past it pretty quick,” she laughs softly, shaking her head at him. Madison was a confident person, she was confident in her abilities, and she knew that she wasn’t a total waste of a person. However, when it came to someone suggesting that they cared about her, things tended to bend the opposite way in her mind. She didn’t understand how Arc was even remotely interested in her. Sure, she had a nice body, but she wasn’t anything special. What he wanted was her, and sure she wanted him too, but she wasn’t sure if her mind would let herself back to that place. And maybe, if by chance it did, who knows how long that could take. He could become sick of her, he could move on because he didn’t get what people want in a relationship, all because of what a single man did to her.<br/><br/>She felt guilty, she felt that she would be holding him back. He doesn’t need someone in his life that he has to tiptoe around if he wanted anything physical, that wasn’t a relationship, that was a job. The demeaning thoughts that her brain spewed to her overpowered anything that Arc has said to her, she hadn’t processed his hand on hers, they were just too loud. When he asked her a simple question, her head snapped up to him as she attempted to recall what he had asked. “Uh, I'm not that hungry right now, thank you though.” She stood up, tying her boots back onto her feet as she glanced over to him, giving him a small smile. “I just need some air, considering the dust is gone,” she joked, trying to cover up that she needed some time alone with her thoughts, undoubting that they would consume her. She gave him one last smile before exiting the plane.<br/><br/>As she stepped outside she looked around, letting out a breath when she spotted a ledge in the rocks that she could climb to. She walked over, grasping the rock and pulling herself to the top. Her leg was hurting her, but she didn’t care as she settled on the edge of the makeshift cliff, looking out at the surrounding areas below. She looked down at the plane, smiling slightly before she rested her head on her hands, closing her eyes and feeling the wind through her hair. Never in her life has she been more confused, more conflicted, than she is now. She couldn’t give him what he wants, and it killed her. Maybe she was wrong, but she didn’t know, she listened to what her head tells her.<br/><br/>Self worth is a tricky thing, it’s easy to get lost in the dark.