<span style="color: #0000FF">Mark was rather sickened by the displays of happy go lucky and loving family moments. He about gagged from it all. His mother had lived in constant fear of something and someone. As such she often forgot he even existed. For the most part anyways. She became too busy with hiding them and keeping him hidden that he never really had family time with her. It was highly annoying. Watching Aaron put the little girl into the sleeping bag had him snickering. The loving and touching moment had him snickering harder. Such foolish things family moments were. They never lasted and held absolutely no point. You would think so too if your mother barely treated you like a son. Treated you more like an object that must be sheltered and hidden for some unknown reason. He stayed quiet as he currently was hungry and didn't feel like having another rock chucked in his direction. He slipped off and fed from several deer. He was licking his lips clean as he came back and sat down. Ignoring the fact the hours had flown by.</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #FF0000">Relina was sleeping like a rock. She wouldn't wake no matter what. She was saying things in that language only she remembered. Perhaps it was because the scientists who she had been around most talked in it. There was so many mysteries to her past that only Relina knew the answers to. Those answer deeply buried and sheltered. She heard Aaron though. She was aware of her surroundings even in her sleep. Her upbringing caused her to be that way. "Love you daddy..." She murmurs out. The words clear to hear but only in her sleep would she ever truly call him daddy. She thought it always though. She wakes up some hours later and sits up. Yawning and rubbing her eyes cutely. Looking at Dagger. "We will get at least two or three cities from here...than the danger will draw near." She says. Her eyes glowing faintly before turning to normal again.</span>