Francis paled at the mention of a rifle "Is that really necessary?" he asked, clearly frightened by a weapon that would be able to kill him being brought along through the forest. After all, no one would care if he was shot. As far as the town was concerned, that cabin didn't even exist. He slowly walked out of the hospital without a word. When they stopped to pick up the rifle from the Inn, he started to sweat. All she had to do was walk into the forest and pull the trigger... Things were not working in his favor here...<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">~I better just lead her to the entrance and do as instructed.~</span>he thought.<span style="font-style: italic">~I really don't like how she said she'd shoot me... I mean it's not like I have a choice in the matter with that rifle in her hands~</span><br/><br/>"Soooo..." he said nervously as he walked through the forest, leading her towards the new entrance to the safe haven for mythical creatures. Well, relatively safe anyway, since they could hunt their prey without humans around and that included<span style="font-style: italic">being</span>prey. "Any chance you trust me enough to<span style="text-decoration: underline">not</span>shoot me in the back after this is over?"