Cecilia looked up when the door opened and her face paled at the sight of a man she had never seen before, no doubt a bandit. She recoiled from him but did not scream, though relief showed on her features when Sten dealt with him and entered the carriage. She ducked back down when the knight crossed to the other side to deal with the other bandit. Her heart was thudding in her chest and it took everything in her to keep her breath steady and not hyperventilate.<br/><br/>Shame coursed through her body as she sat there on the carriage floor, trying not to give in fully to her emotions. When it was finally over, or so it seemed, she looked up at him. She was unaware of the tears that welled up in her eyes as she looked up at him. Her green eyes were wide and her mouth parted slightly and it took her a moment to register that he was speaking to her. Swallowing thickly, she managed a mute nod, unable to say anything.<br/><br/>She was certainly frazzled from the event and if he hadn't been in such a precarious position, she would have lunged at him and wrapped her arms around him to bury her face in his chest. "Is....is it over?" She finally managed to speak, once more feeling ashamed at her cowardice.