calla leaned back in her chair, still wary of the man before her. he'd done much to prove he was innocent, but being so far back in the past.. were these people considered violent cave men?

heart raced in her chest, eyes narrowing while she took the cup in her hands without breaking eye contact with him. a quick sip was taken. yeah--still shit even in this time. but she needed it to stay away, to watch him. tongue flicking over her lips while she exhaled heavily.

" one minute I was on the ship. and next thing I know these.. angel statues appeared out of nowhere. if you turned your back on them and they touched you you'd disappear. " calla biting the inside of her cheek anxiously.