Hideaway Strath My heart keeps bleeding, I need you now.

Me either. She admitted, offering a gentle touch of her own back to his shoulder. He didn't even smell like Elysium anymore. Just...here. There were a million questions she wanted to ask but Rue's voice rang out.

Come on. You gotta meet someone. Perhaps he had been held up to be antisocial but here Dorea was, ripping him away from all of that. Which seemed so very much unlike the Dorea who had lived back in Elysium but things had changed. Far too much. She would stick close to him but ultimately lead them to Rue, hoping she wouldn't be too upset with her barging in approach.