Golden Glade I never dreamed that i'd meet somebody like you

Ady gave a sheepish look, her brown eyes tracing over the contours of his face, as he spoke. She listened closely. Then she looked back down at the ripped and torn pads, the blood that dripped from them crimson and cerise. For a moment, she thought she might be sick as she thought of blood, and her parents. It had been everywhere. She closed her eyes as tightly as she could, fighting the thoughts. They creeped upon her in the most inopportune times, really.

I didn't want you to worry. she murmured.

She frowned and looked around taking in the area. She sniffed. She didn't smell anything to eat, and she wasn't starving yet, but she wondered if a snack might do them both some good. 

Should we try and find something to eat again?