all I hear are screams

The silence would grow, until Lark would finally break it. She dropped her eyes from his, studying the ground with a sudden great interest as he told her in a soft tone that he wasn't going to die. Well, yes, that made sense. It did. But what of Shaye, Starling... Finch? Finch had almost died. He would affirm his point with a simple statement that he could protect himself, and he nodded absentmindedly. She knew. And yet... how does one protect from poison? If ingested, what hope do you have? Other than another person? True, he could defend himself physically, but not from poison. If an enemy somehow poisoned him he'd die as quickly and easily as the others.

His next question through her off guard, and she snapped her head up, startled. Why... did she care? She blinked, a confusion in her eyes. Why did she care? There didn't seem to be any reason for it. It was obvious that he wasn't referring to why she cared about Starling, Finch and Shaye, but rather about him. And truth was, she didn't know. She shook her head slowly from side to side. "I... don't know. I just do," she admitted, the honestly clear in her voice.

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