Breathing in slowly, Derrick looked down at the ground. He'd always expected Rosa to outlive him, hell she should have. The things he'd done throughout his life? He didn't deserve to be the one still here. Needing to sit, he found a spot on the ground and parked down. What had Rosa's death done to Jasmine, she couldn't possibly still be the same little girl he had known all those years ago.<br/><br/>Clearing his head for a second, he recalled Franka's questions.<strong>"Of course she'd be allowed to live with me...don't have a place of residence, I've been on the move constantly...trying to get back out here. As for that mission? It's their mission, not mine. It was the only passage I could get out of the country."</strong>In regards to the team? Utem annoyed the living hell out of him, he could care less if he died. Hackett? Attractive, tough, resourceful but a soldier to the core. Derrick hated soldiers, but there was Ashleigh. That girl had no idea what she was getting into, and she was downright endearing.<br/><br/>Returning his gaze to Franka, he said<strong>"I will tell you what, if you take me to her? I can get you out of this country also, I have the connections to do so. You don't have to forage and live out of woods anymore. Jasmine...needs....I...need her."</strong>Derrick's expression changed to one of anger as his nostrils flared lightly,<strong>"I don't know you or anyone here, why should I entrust her to your care? You have no right to keep me from her..."</strong>The last part practically growled out as he watched her closely.