Scarlet sat on the floor, curled into herself. Her mind trying to think and process everything but all she could hear his Ravage asking someone to take her home. Telling them that she didn't belong here. Maybe he was right. He is obviously some assassin for the mafia. Those pale haired men had to be their rival or something. But then why would they go poof like that? She groaned with her head on her knees. She didn't understand any of this! Only one thing was true. Ravage wanted her to leave.<br/><br/>Light sniffling noises and her breathing was all she heard until it felt like someone was looking at her. That woman, Marissa, spoke to her. She seemed nice enough. She had a hard time trusting new people but look at her now. "I am scared, really scared but I'm too worried about him to care." Her head lifted to look at Marissa. "Maybe he is right... I... I don't know what's going on here. I don't know if I can believe what he told me. I just want him to be alright." She babbled on sleepily and then laid her head back on her knees and closed her eyes.