Flint studied her for a moment, and leaned his head in his hand."You know, you shouldn't sell yourself short. Basic survival skills is all one needs, really. If you think it'll be safe, we can go," He gave her a charming smirk, and a wink and looked back to the stone. "I need to stock up before we leave, and that means we might have to pay a visit to a friend of mine, if you wouldn't mind." As he said that, he didn't seemed to really wait for her to answer, pocketing the stone, and walking towards the door. If she wanted to come, she'd follow, and if not she would stay. He didn't have time for indecisiveness, if she was going to have a hard time choosing weather to go or not, she'd be left behind.<br/><br/>Flint had learn from an early age you can't waste time pondering your choices. Think fast, and hope it was for the best, but don't spend the rest of your life regretting those choices. Everyone had to live with their decisions in the end. When he looked back, he had hoped he'd she he trailing behind. A small part of him expected her to have vanished, and fled, to abandon him.