The last thing that he wanted to do was leave her alone in this strange and dangerous place, but, begrudgingly, Daigan slinked into the shadows.<br/><br/>"If you aren't back in 10 minutes, I'll come back and check on everything."<br/><br/>With that he was off through the access tunnels and back to their hideaway. It wasn't much, just a small supply room that was seemingly unused for years, but it was home. Once Daigan arrived he tended to his wound. It wasn't the worst thing a person could suffer, but he cleaned it with some stolen med supplies just to be safe.<br/><br/>Tension was high in him. Daigan did not enjoy being separated from the first person that made him feel a semblance of safety in in a period of time he couldn't fathom. He sat down on the blankets, which were also stolen, perked his ears, and waited, listening for her now familiar footsteps.