By this time Chaz had let go of Trent's hand and stood up. Pushing her hair back from her dusty face she gingerly touched the spot on her head. The bleeding seemed to have stopped for now, but she would have to be careful. She also checked her arm, unwrapping the dressing to see how it was healing up. It seemed to be okay now and she bundled up the cloth into a side pocket of her bag. Leaning on one of the tables as May...checked over Trent she clenched her jaw before rummaging through her things. This entire situation had really kicked off now and it was hard to believe that it had only been a day since she was hiding out in her house.<br/><br/>Listening to the other girls speaking she looked around for some of the maps from her father's study, only glancing to look up at the girl in pink. She really didn't know what to make of her...she sure was giving off some strong vibes. Shaking her head she picked up the jacket she'd folded up to make a make-shift pillow for Trent when she'd brought him down here. Checking for any tears she held it close before packing it away back into her bag. Noticing the wink fro Trent she tried not to blush, thanking the darkness for hiding any colouring in her cheeks. Finally getting hold of what she'd been looking for she unfolded them and laid them out on the floor. "I know this isn't much but I have some map of the area. I was heading to this mark when I bumped into Trent." She pointed to a black mark on the crumpled paper. "I think we need to stay here a bit longer anyhow. Not only does it give IT more time to move away North where it was heading but it gives you (she smiled to Trent) more time to get back on your feet. You were in a pretty bad shape when you got here...it sounds like May might want to to take it easy a little longer."