*/ no more promises

She’d grown better at judging people but she knew it was always wise to take precaution. Though when she noticed he didn’t equip himself with any sort of weapon she softened. Still not letting her guard down, however, she removed her finger from the trigger. Allowing the firearm to fall near her side. Alicia looked down at herself and shrugged, “Not since the last time I checked.” It was more of a tease than she intended. Though her lips didn’t crack a smile. Instead she continued to study him. Watching for any sudden movement or tell signs. “I know the feeling. I was doing the same thing but I haven’t had much luck the last few miles.” She let out a long breath as she gestured as if to simulate the street. As hard as she tried, it was difficult for her not to feel stiff. Spotting another person had become a rare occurrence nowadays. Ones that were still kicking so to speak. “Is it just you? No group or anything?”

“You’re right, Troy. This was your home. And those people, they were your people. But you were the one who turned your back on them when they needed you the most.” The brunette swallowed thickly. Her throat sore and swollen from the lack of oxygen down in the cellar. Growing worse with every harsh breath she took in order to fill her lungs. “And instead of being that leader they needed you took things a step further and destroyed everything they had! You did that. Single handedly. Like an idiot.” Alicia raised her hand to her head, pelting her temple with her pointer. God he was just as hard headed as her brother but at least Nick wasn’t anywhere near as neurotic. “Don’t go blaming any of this on me or my mom. We wanted what was best for that place. We didn’t screw it all up.”