Larea brought her hand back once Zel was finished, pulling her knees up to her chest and wrapping both arms around them, forming a sort of ball. She stared at the bit of robe between her knees and nodded slightly as he urged her to be more careful, at this point feeling almost certain that they were just here to make sure she didn't accidentally kill herself. A few moments of silence went by, Larea on the verge of tears for emotional reasons rather than physical ones.<br/>As soon as Zel finished his sentence, her mind stopped almost immediately, trying to process what he had just said, a procedure only made difficult by the sheer contrast of it compared to what she thought would come out. She looked up at Zel for a minute, her expression primarily one of surprise as her brain tried to unscramble itself. Before long, the tears welled up in her eyes once again, her grip tightening on her robe as she buried her face in her knees, beginning to sobbing uncontrollably, though for significantly different reasons than she had first imagined. Though it went unseen, her face carried a permanent smile as she realized how ridiculous she was being. They had no reason to protect her. It earned them no money, no fame, no food to eat, no roof to sleep under. There was only one reason they would still be here, and it wasn't for any of those things. It was for that very reason that, even now, crying openly in the middle of nowhere, she felt safer than she ever had before.