Lillith nodded, following his lead and falling into step beside him. She pulled her coat closer around her, feeling a chill envelope her as she peered around as best she could in the fog that seemed to be thickening. She wasnâ€™t sure if it was her imagination or not, the way it seemed to darken out everything around them more so now that she was a little freaked.<br/>Well, frightened was more appropriate. She didnâ€™t trust not being able to see, being exposed out in the air like this. She didnâ€™t even have a weapon if someone managed to come up on them out of the misty curtain. She drew her arms around her chest, listening to light sounds their shoes made. Even though he had said be quite, it was hard to muffle the sound as it carried through the empty air around them. She hoped, if it was as loud as she was imagining, theyâ€™d hear it on an intruder to.<br/>Nightall, he had said. Easy. It still wasnâ€™t too terribly into the day, and she began to wonder how â€˜easyâ€™ he meant. Her legs were already beginning to get that stiff, burning sensation sheâ€™d often had in gym classes. She wasnâ€™t out of shape, but she wasnâ€™t active enough where thirty miles was just a scoff and a no brainer. But she kept the complaints to herself and figured as long as she didnâ€™t have to actually run for any of the miles, they could keep on his schedule. She hoped that when they finally met up with the others, she could rest. She wondered what they were like, more people from here. Sheâ€™d luckily managed to not have any violent encounters of her own yet, but she figured that wasnâ€™t so for most of them. Would they be wounded, old, young, tired? She tried to entertain her mind with these thoughts, to ignore her legs, as they walked. The expanse around her proved of no interest. The sound of their steps played a beat in her mind, and she walked in rhythm. Distractions. She peered over, wondering how he must have felt making this trip alone before.