At the mention of the uncertainty and predicament of it all, Aubine was undaunted. Two was always better than one (as she knew well by now); and, for the both of them to be in decent shape (no detectible ailments) and in good spirits, perhaps it was worth the risk to suggest further... "C'mon," she beckoned with a tip of her head. "Maybe we should keep moving then? If we're keeping on the move, then those hoomans won't find you. And--" Something in her voice picked up in tone, a more enthusiastic note carrying her words, "Maybe... just maybe, we'll find our families along the way." If she had been human, she might have offered out a hand, an open-armed embrace. "We've got this."
AUBINE GERAU
and I risk it all for this life we choose