Brayden was shaken from her scared reality by Kyza, looking up slowly, her eyes puffy from crying already. She sniffed and nodded, realizing that it was finally safe. She wasn't going to die. Her logical mind chastised her for her unreasonable behavior and she slowly, shakily, stood up., rubbing her eyes and checking herself for avctual wounds. The scratches on her chest were nothing to be worried about. After all, she was immune. She grabbed the handle to her red wagon. "C-Can we get g-going to the w-walmart?"