When he hugged her, she calmed almost instantly. The fear of him dumping her off as if she would just be a burden on his little mission was still there at the back of her mind, confusing her further. A few days ago she never would have said what she'd said. Now here she was, afraid he was going to leave her alone with a bunch of shifters who probably wouldn't be accepting of her... In that moment, Kai clung to Warren, her forehead pressed against his bare chest. The scent of his warm skin gave her further comfort. God. What was happening to her...?<br/><br/>Most of his warmth left her suddenly and they were back in the living room once more. When he stopped by the fire, Kai took the opportunity to hug him again. Her arms wrapped around his waist, hands flat against his back as her front melded together with his. Her head on his chest, she listened to the steady beat of his heart. While she might not have known if she truly loved him (not yet at least), she did know that being so close felt right. No. It felt more than right. She fit so perfectly against him.<br/><br/>The question he asked made her think. It would certainly be better to call the man or whoever it was to them rather than let Warren go looking for the person on his own. But did he really want the man who was really hunting him there at the cabin?<br/><br/>Not moving, she asked, "Do you think it would be safe? Do you really think he'd come here?"