Liliana eyed her brother, angered slightly by his outburst, "Excuse me for trying to think rationally,<em>brother</em>." She stated, teeth clenched as she tried to keep her tone even and flat. She could already tell that this journey was going to be tough, but if her brother kept making outbursts like that... She shook her head, best not to think thoughts like that, she had to stay calm, even if her brother acted superior to her. She wasn't exactly ready, but she had no say, Jorn and Piri had decided for her. She gave a pleasent smile to her brother before turning back to Piri and her father.<br/><br/>Her father's heartfelt words touched her, but she stepped away from his hug, not wanting him to touch her. Wanting a hug after deciding to send them away? After deciding to keep the truth from them their whole lives? She decided right then that the best thing for her to do was block him from her mind; she had to come to terms with the fact that she would never see him again. Normally, she was the one to hug and state her love for their father, but today, a coldness swept into her heart, one she had declined entrance until now. Her father's hiding of the truth had set this coldness free; it seemed to grip her heart like a vice.<br/><br/>Her grip tightened on her bow as she turned away from her father's gaze, to see the hurt that was probably written there would make her hesitate. With a blank glance at Jorn, Liliana headed to the front door, her normally lively blue eyes as blank as still water. Without a glance back at anyone behind her, she exited the building and headed towards Piri's cart, it was easy to find considering it was the only empty cart on the street. Carefully making sure no one around was watching, she slipped into the back of the cart and covered herself with the cloak. She waited in silence for Jorn and Piri to come, knowing that they were all saying heatfelt goodbyes when she had said none.