Lunara was shaken up and more so because of the events that involved Francine than anything else. She was quiet but looked at him as he spoke. Not saying anything because at the moment she felt deep dread in her chest. Dread that someone killed her best friend. She just knew Francie was gone. There was no other explanation for it. She was trying not to cry because the sleeping four year old Antonio would sense it. Kids were good like that. She blinked and barely registered the fact that they were back on the road. He spoke again and she looked at him. Shaking her head. "That is not it. I will stay on the same floor. Might be safer..." She says.<br/><br/>She wasn't sure of anything right now. "I'll just be in a different room with Antonio...right? There is no harm then." You could tell she was trying to convince herself. "You are okay to trust. I know it." She says decisively. Looking at him. "I will stay on the same floor. It is safer and Antonio and I like spending time with you." She bites her lower lip. "Okay I believe you Ethan." she says softly. Her eyes shoot to the door when she heard it locked solidly this time. The wide eyed fear she had in her eyes showed on the rest of her facial features. She was rigidly tense now and you could tell she was half expecting something bad to happen. You could also tell she was only half aware she was with Ethan at the moment. When they stopped at the estate and the door unlocked she flew out of the car. Breathing a sigh of relief. Then unlocks the back door. Undoing Antonio from his car seat and carries the sleeping boy in front of her. You could tell the relief she had at escaping the car unscathed. She followed him inside and into the room he was letting her use. Smiling at him. "Night Ethan." She says. Going into the room and shuts the door. Climbing onto the bed and laying Antonio next to her.