He seemed uncomfortable around her, his hesitation to her question causing her to wonder if she should just find another way. That hesitation and the lack of confidence in what he spoke to her for instruction kept her from grabbing onto the monstrous beast of a truck and accepting the ride. If anything, the only movement she made initially was to watch him as he moved to pick up the trash bags, drawing out the moment even longer. Her heart was racing a mile a minute as her mind ran just as fast.<span style="font-style: italic">He doesn’t want you to come with him. He’s uncomfortable around you, and who wouldn’t be? You look questionable and who would want a stranger tagalong?</span>her mind asked her, pointing out the obvious flaw in this plan.<br/><br/>Then again, how was she going to get anywhere if she didn’t take him up on the offer he’d mentally reneged on? While he may not be comfortable, a short ride would be her shot to gain some distance from the beach faster than on foot. She could hop off at any time she pleased, and leave this kind (though awkward) man to his job with a heartfelt thank you and be out of his hair in the blink of an eye. It was fool proof, from her view, and something that she couldn’t possibly screw up.<br/><br/>And this would be a good thing. A very good thing. One truck ride and she could have her pick of ways to escape.<br/><br/>All she had to do was cling to the back of this loud bouncing and exceptionally smelly truck, and she’d be home free.<br/><br/>So, against her better judgment, she boarded the thing, feet nestled onto the foot holds as her hands gripped the handle as tightly as she could. Now she had to find where to put her eyes, though, as she couldn’t make herself stare at the back of the truck’s wall, but she couldn’t watch him either as that would likely weird him out more, potentially forcing him to make her depart before she was ready to. That left her with the scenery, watching the world as it rolled by, waking up with the sun as it began to wash over the city, the amount of shadows slowly decreasing as its glow twinkled off of every surface it touched.<br/><br/>At least for the moment, the view was enough to create a sense of calm with her. Sure, the scenery was completely new to her, foreign in fact with how unclean most areas were, how convoluted the layouts could be, but purely for it being new and the atmosphere she was greeted with, she felt better than she had in her entire life within the government walls.<br/><br/>A few giant bumps that almost bounced her off of the back altogether couldn’t even get her mood down.<br/><br/>As they pulled to a stop in the lot, she started looking around for her avenue of escape. She couldn’t go the direct route as the driver would see her, but then, she also didn’t know how many others were lurking around or how many cameras there were.<span style="font-style: italic">Cameras…I didn’t think of that…</span>Who knew how many cameras had captured her already?<br/><br/>Dropping down and hovering as close as she could to the back of the truck, she offered him a smile he couldn’t see, albeit a nervous one as she nodded her head. “…Thank…Thank you…for letting me tag along,” Lily spoke quietly, not wanting to be overheard. “I hate to ask anything else of you, but…you wouldn’t happen to know where the nearest…bus depot is? Or where a good place to…to hitch a ride would be?”