Scared

Continuing to look back at Gunner, Bree's own lips turned up into a little grin as she studied Gunner's eyes. The cool breeze going unnoticed for now.

"Sometimes walking through the fire together is better than walking alone, no matter how short or long it might be."

Things seemed differnt with Gunner, not a bad different but a good one. A feeling she liked, and brought her comfort even if it was new and strange. Things in her life hadn't exactly been normal.

"I'm not scared as long as your not. I am not exactly sane myself you know!"

Bree's lips turn up into more of a grin at her own humorous comment that most wouldnt find funny, but she saw the silly side to it. Her dry humor that Gunner seemed to share, and smile at. Gently Bree's own hair moved in the soft wind, the cold trying to spoil the momnet, but neither body letting it.