Verona slowly calms down, breathing heavily as she painfully puls herself up against the urge to lay next tto Bahir forever. She looks at each of her children and seemingly counts them... afterwards, she sighs calmly. "W-We can't stay... T-This was foolish. Bahir! Marko could of slit my childrens' throats shile they slept in the middle of the forest!" She paced around, in deep thought and mild pain.