"It's nothing... I'm just not tired," he lied as he held her closer. Micah knew there was no point in trying to hide his real feelings with Selina, she could see right through him but he wasn't in the right state to talk about it. Guilt weighed on his conscience. He returned the question and listened closely. Selina had a point, the lost lives of the men were going to come back and haunt them. Trouble was brewing and his little band of bandits wore a flashing target.<br/>"We're not," he said bluntly. He kept his eyes on the woods in front of him, avoiding Selina's gaze. "We're all young and reckless... But we're also relentless and strong. Whatever comes, if anything comes, we won't be ready but we'll fight it and we'll survive somehow."