Ryley could hear Nyla moving though he still refused to look at her. The sound of the rain was soothing and it helped to calm him. He took a deep breath. He really shouldn't be taking his frustration out on Nyla. "It’s not your safety that I’m particularly concerned for. It is your sanity. Because while we are both mad in our on rights, everyone is." Her words caused him to finally look at her. She was silent for a moment and he wondered what was causing her silence. "But, madness is a state of mind that we can choose to ignore or embrace. We have choose to embrace it and that’s why were at Winterborne. Sanity however is something you must fight to keep intact and insanity is something that cannot be cured, with medication or therapy. So in short, I guess it is your person that I care for, not you specifically. I’m not a total cold heart bitch." She finished.
Her eyes were on him and Ryley found himself returning her gaze. He remained silent, thinking over her words for a long moment. When he finally spoke, he was fairly quiet. "And what makes you think that I'm not insane? You do realize that is part of the reason my family brought me to Winterborne. According to them, no sane person would ever try to kill their entire family." He paused, his gaze settling upon Nyla. "You know, I could almost like you if you weren't such a bitch all of the time."
He was smiling, looking at her fully. It was his way of saying that he did not truly hate her, regardless of what had happened earlier. "Parker thinks highly of you and honestly I thought him mad. But, I can see what he sees. At least here." Ryley suddenly got down from the pew he'd been sitting upon and slowly made his way over to Nyla. He then joined her, sitting next to her. "So, are we stuck here until what happens?" He was at least trying to be kind to her, thinking that perhaps she wasn't truly as bad as he'd first thought.