He’ll find me here and hurt those nice women. I have to go, leave. I…my home. I’ll go to my home.” Airic stopped and let the older woman catch up to her, but she still moved backwards and away from her. “And what do you think will happen if you go home? Do you think that he will happily take you into his arms and love you? And what do you think Bradley will do when he finds you missing from here? Do you think he’ll just let you go, not come after you and bring you back here?” She glared at the woman. What was it any of her business anyway? “I’m my own person. And do you think I care what he’d do to me over what I have seen? What he could do to those women in there, or those children they carry? Bradley? He said that I’m his responsibility because I’m in his territory, nothing more. Well that’s easily remedied, isn’t it? I can throw anywhere.” Airic looked longingly at the trees. Whenever she got upset, for some reason, walking in the trees soothed her.
