Keyan was becoming more terrified by the second. Some random person had showed up half dead, Sam had a book with her symbol in it from God knows where, there was a possible demon army coming to get them, and everyone was looking at her to answer Sam's question which all of a sudden seemed like her biggest problem. She felt like she was going to faint.<br/>"I... I don't... Yes. Yes, that's it." She struggled, shaking her head.<br/>She didn't want to see it anymore. Frustrated, she reached over and shut the book turning away as she did. It was a rude gesture and one she regretted immediately.<br/>"I'm sorry. I just don't want to look at any more than is necessary." She couldn't hide that last bit of venom in her tone.<br/>Keyan didn't want any part of this meeting. She wanted to walk away and go to the forest where it was peace and quiet. All she'd ever wanted was to be in a small space with all four walls pressing against her, where there were no raised voices, much less apocalyptic disasters.<br/>She turned her back to the group and pulled her knees to her chest, as was her custom. She knew she should be listening, and that this applied to her as well, but she didn't want to hear it. She didn't want to hear how they would have to run, or how they would have to fight if they were caught up with. She didn't want to listen to Sam talk about How To Kill A Demon:101. And maybe in a perfect world she wouldn't have had to, but this was her world: Reality. And it wouldn't wait on her to get a grip on things, no matter how much she wished it would.