M nodded when Jacks promised he would find her. That was all she needed to feel safe again. And to think she had tried to smuggle him out so he could he sold on the black market. The thought caused a pang on M's chest - regret. Strangely, though, he seemed to understand it. And it kind of felt like it had happened years ago. When Jacks broke the embrace, M allowed him to and followed him with only her gaze.<br/><br/>The house felt big, lonely and dangerous without Jacks there. While he was around, M felt that nothing could harm her. But now... Looking out the window, the girl checked around. Nothing she could see. No noise she could perceive, either. It still felt a little uncomfortable that she was naked, and she was starting to feel hungry.<br/><br/>Checking her pistol, she sighed. It probably had one shot in it, if any. Probably had none. She gripped it anyway. It was at least a weapon. Something she could use as a club to hit someone, or as a projectile to throw and buy time to run for the bike. "Please, don't be long", she murmured to herself.