Franka could tell how angry he was, it didn't surprise her, either. The two facts she learned that mattered to her were that he had permission to take Jasmine out of here, and that he had the typical 'She's my child she belongs with me' idea most parents had, forever convinced their kid couldn't possibly be better off with someone else. Probably that was the very thing Jasmine's parents had been fighting over, each attached to one arm and pulling as hard as they could to claim their beloved kid - usually what people did back then after separating.<br/><br/>"If you take her out of here, will she be allowed to live with you? Where will they keep her? I mean - with the infection risks and all?" She asked, ignoring the rest. If Derrick had not been so pumped up with emotions, he might have noticed what she did was what he'd probably hope someone responsible for his daughter would always do, and by all means - make sure her decisions were the best for the girl. For this, she needed to know giving her into her father's care would grant her a decent prospect of safety, health and happiness.<br/><br/>"But you're on the mission, right? Or are you abandoning the others now? Did they just take you along so you can look for Jasmine?" She tried to understand, to get an idea of where and how he'd take the girl, and when. His emotional outburst startled her. The crunch of the tree was well audible and, it made her angry in turn. "Get a grip on yourself. You can't afford to be inattentive or to lure infected here. Think of the others." Her whisper was cool, stern. In a somewhat kinder tone she added the obvious. "Died shortly after their plane landed at the airport, Köln/Bonn."