<div style="text-align: justify;">Ellie listened to what Milos had to say, thinking for a moment before nodding, a bit reluctantly. "It may be," she agreed, despite the fact that her expression told of her uncertainty. "Or something careful that has become careless." She sighed and ran her fingers through her hair - a gesture that always betrayed stress. "I have yet to know what I think." After this confession, she took another sip from her drink. Her mind was twisting and turning about what this thing could be. It was probably not human, or at least she hoped so. But apart from that, it could be anything. There was so much more within this world than people realized.<br/><br/>A part of her wanted to go back in time and never have learned of this underground part of the world they were now inserted into up to their necks. Life was much happier when these were just stories to make children behave. Now, they were frighteningly real, and Ellie didn't really like that.<br/><br/>Her attention turned back to Milo when he spoke again. "Not really. But I have no choice, right?" Of course she had a choice. She had two legs and money for transportation. She could just up and leave and tell Milo he was on his own. But would she? No, she wouldn't. She couldn't live with herself if, after knowing the truth about this world, she went back to her regular life as a pastor's daughter and pretended everything was alright. Could she even do it, if she so chose? A nagging feeling within Ellinor's mind told her she couldn't. Once you dabble into this whole mess, you can't really turn your back and leave. Something will always follow you back.<br/><br/>Shaking her head, she finished her drink off with one long sip. "Are we taking turns? Or choosing different spots and checking back with each other every few hours?"</div>