Watching him broke her heart. This was her fault--she'd left him out there all alone. Watching him pace wasn't that great for her and she tried hard not to do it. When he finally stopped, or mostly stopped, she waved the little flier thing at him. "About a mile and a half away is a shopping district. Restaurants. That kind of thing." People, which wasn't great, but things to look at and talk about, which was.

"Come with me?"