Rea bit her lower lip, her eyes on him slightly as she stood up, walking towards him, though she stopped, standing halfway between him and the bed. "You're not bad." She said, her eyes on him still. He wasn't, and she couldn't see why he thought that. She glanced away, looking around the room slightly, her mind drifting slightly. Her mind seemed to drift back to that creature, knowing she had to find it, and it seemed easier to do without him. She looked towards him, her mind working once more. She didn't want him getting hurt again either. The small witch stepped closer to him, her hands rubbing against his back lightly.