"When you see a - mph." She was immediately cut off as a pair of strong, sinewy arms wrapped around upper body and a shaggy head of hair nestled beneath her chin. She felt her whole body tense up again and her eyes widened for the second time in the past few seconds. The arms gripped her tighter as the seconds flickered by, and she felt the tension that seemed to have electrified the man into a frozen position of closeness. Between being cradled like a child against the chest of the behemoth and yanked into an obviously terrified embrace, Liliana had had more physical contact with another human-like being in the past five seconds than she had in the better part of the past decade, and she felt her heart drop into her boots with all the lack of personal space.<br/><br/>Lazarus's arms squeezed her tighter and she found herself with some difficulty in drawing breath. A second later he looked up at her, his own twin agate-colored eyes fixing to her gaze; a beat passed and she felt very unsure about what to do next, feeling almost locked into staring. The tension refused to drain from her body, and finally he blinked and released her, prompting her to inhale deeply in a sort of half-suffocation that she had actually forgotten about when faced with his emerald optics. Dziecko squirmed a a little against her stomach, but had obviously been too scared to make any noise or real complaint. The man leaned back into the giant's arm and decided to grip his furs rather than the woman, his eyes closing and face wracked with emotion.<br/><br/>Strangely enough, Liliana felt a lot calmer than she had before, even when she had tried to focus on the task at hand. She was able to take several deep breaths as the huge man bounded forward and when she spoke to him it was the same flat pitch that she had in the clearing. "Stay straight." Depending on how far this man could get before he dropped in exhaustion -or the demons gave up- they would get to the thinner parts of the forest and it would be trickier to navigate from a perch in the crook of his arm. Could the giant run for the seventeen miles back to Moscow? She wouldn't say he could, but she also wouldn't bet against him. They had to at least get to the thinner reaches of redwoods, where they might stand a chance of finding a watch tower that wasn't abandoned.<br/><br/>Liliana kept her eyes scanning the forest, searching for any sign of the harvesters. Her eyes gradually darkened to their normal, cloudy teal.