After walking for some time, it took a moment for Jackson to even notice that the girl hadn't released his hand, and even after noticing ignored it for a few more moments until he finally walked beside her, getting his hand free. As they walked, mostly in silence, Jackson caught himself looking over at the woman beside him from time to time, though with the restricted view of the gas mask he actually had to turn his head to look, and the moment he caught himself doing so he quickly snapped it back to watching ahead, shaking the thoughts from his mind. Sighing to himself, he had to make an effort to remind himself that this was the same woman who had boarded a passenger ship, and had it not been for him would have let her crew slaughter everyone on board.<br/><br/>When the thoughts proved more difficult to push aside then he liked, he instead decided to focus on the first thing he could see visablly in the distance, which was a rather large barn house, with a homestead near it and a few grain silos. Looking at the surrounding land, it looked more like a ranch then a farm.<br/><br/>"This the safe house?" He asked simply, hoping so, that he could rest and try to work over the nagging thoughts that seemed to plague him.