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Sky blinked at Q confused as she finally decided that they needed to trust him.
"But..." she trailed off. The man had looked so big and buff. He also looked like he could kill them all if he wanted, but then Sky realized Q could too if she wanted. Maybe Sky was just not used to people she hadn't known all her life. This was the first time she met someone she'd hadn't known since she was born. The only reason why she'd trusted so easily was because she was still in shock over having lost her whole village including her mother. What if there were survivors? She shook her head to erase those thoughts. She had to believe they were all dead, or she would go back and try to find them. She didn't know if she was brave enough to do that just yet. She almost laughed at how scared she was about the woods. She'd grown up wishing she could just run away and be free in them. She looked down at her hands and clenched them. She felt so week, and so useless. Q was treating them like children! I'm almost eighteen! I can take care of myself! Part of her screamed that in anger inside, but she knew it was a lie. She couldn't take care of herself. She didn't know how. Her village banned any type of survivalist training. All she knew how to do was be a good farmer and mother. That was all. She looked over at Elliot and he looked over at her. She wondered if he was thinking the same thing...