Mikayla knew it was his job, but she was still thankful for it. So many people, herself included, weren't prepared for this. They had not known what to do. Without Aerius, what happened with the raiders could have been a lot worse. Mikayla reached over and squeezed his forearm.<br/><br/>"I know."<br/><br/>She replied, sometimes the best thing to do when someone was angry, was to just give them quiet support. The next town, near the Ohio/Indiana border was a scene of mass chaos. The zombies were spreading and fast. It felt like they were barely keeping ahead of them. At this rate, who knew what Chicago would look like.<br/><br/>"Wait, me?"<br/><br/>Mikayla replied to Aerius in shock. She was just figuring out what her role should be in this new scary world. Helping survivors was one thing, being a leader? She felt severely unprepared for that.<br/><br/>"I...Okay."<br/><br/>She said with a nod when explained his reason why he wanted her in charge. She didn't like the idea of him never coming back. She had already lost Aiden, she couldn't lose him too.<br/><br/>"...Be careful."<br/><br/>Mikayla replied, looking at the glove box. Almost tempted to open it, but she resisted the urge. He would come back, he had to. She gave him a hug bye and checked her gun to make sure it was fully loaded. She contacted Tara and Allie to come up with a plan to protect the group while they waited for Aerius and the others to return.