Run. Run away, and never return

He would lean into her touch, but she could see the pain on his face. Panic would rise in her chest and she struggled to beat it down, to hold onto her resolve and not have a complete freak out. When he spoke of the fight back at Arcanum, she was confused. She thought they had made it past this, she thought they had worked things out, that things were finally looking up for them. She had thought that they were going back to normal. Had she been wrong? Ears fell back against her skull as her weight rocked onto her hind legs with evident uncertainty. Was this the end? Was that was he was trying to tell her?

Run away with me... More confusion. Solstice was everything to him. He was ready to just abandon it? Even when they had made up he hadn't suggested, no matter how badly she may have wanted him to. Running away had been something she had dreamed off. Watch them destroy you. What? Sure she had lost her memory, had her fair share of battle scars, but she was far from broken. Is that was he thought of her? Broken? Simply because she had been dealt a crappy hand of cards and was refusing to be beaten down by it?

There was nothing more she could ever want than to run away with him. But her brother. Falk, he was still trapped within Arcanum. Surreal couldn't help him, or their children would end up orphans. The one thing she had going for her was the silver queens joy of toying with her. It would ruin her sick sense of fun to kill her. "Cru, I... You know I would, you know that I would follow you anywhere, to the ends of the earth." She would pause. "But I can't leave my brother there. Falk, he has a family too, I can't just abandon him." Her words were soft, but firm, despite the confusion that was still etched into her features.

"Burn Baby Burn"