Tara nodded in agreement with her companion, then pensively chewed her lip.  She was a city girl and really didn't have too much of an idea about what was involved in living off the land.  Hopefully, Esme knew enough about survival to guide them both through the woods.  Then she turns her blue eyes skyward, noting the deepening twilight.  For a minute she thinks regretfully about the light farmhouse and the potential for a warm fire and a comfortable bed.  Still, she agrees that the risk just isn't worth it.<br/><br/>"Alright, let's move on.  We'll try to get deep enough into the woods so that we won't be easily seen, then maybe we can find someplace to rest until morning," Tara suggested, then shouldered her commandeered shield as she prepared to set out deeper into the woods, hoping that this idea would work out for the pair of escaped fugitives.