"Yeah...I've been here this whole time." Michael said, emerging from the trees. And he had been. From the moment Miyu slipped from his grasp, Michael has been right behind her, longing so hard for her to not be so resistant. And the then there was that blue-haired boy. With his sly smile, he told her that she was to be killed, and she didn't move. Why would you not run instantly when someone tells you that they are going to kill you? Michael's thoughts were running fast, livid with hatred, knowing full well Elise would most likely be sickened by some of these thoughts.
"Look, we need to get out of here. And not just a few miles away. Like, out of here. And this time, NO ONE is going ANYWHERE alone." Michael said, looking right at Miyu. "Obviously, people want to kill us. So let's get the out of here and find another place to stay." Michael concluded his small-scale rant and stood, fuming. His anger past words. He was not going to let anyone, ESPECIALLY Miyu out of his sight from now on. And he didn't give a damn at this point if it pissed them off. He was responsible for them, so he was going to take care of them, from now on.