"go ahead and go to the roof if you want," I smiled back at him before he left. The next ten minutes consisted of me moving Scarlett to a more comfortable spot and waiting for her to awaken, scanning through the thoughts once in a while to make sure there had been no escapees, namely Cain. When she did come to, I waved. "How are you feeling?"
"I'm not dead...?" She took a minute or two to process, then I sensed her fear. "You guys wanted to kill me! I gotta get outta here!"
"No, Cain just wasn't thinking striaght, and Jackson was actually trying to save you. I consider it a success, since you aren't dead and Cain believes you are," I poured her some water and set it on a table when she winced as I came. "Poor guy's very upset, you know. You should talk to him."
"So he could finish me off?! No way!" She got up and tested the door knob. It was unlocked, but she didn't go anywhere. "Why is everywhere a homing beacon for death? I just want to be safe for five minutes, and that certainly isn't here anymore."
"Cain is on quarantine-"
"I bet she can hear us."
"Scarlett, I know you are scared, and you think we want to kill you, but I am trying to help, so please cooperate," my nerves were not ready for calming others down yet. "Please sit down. You aren't fit to be standing up for long."
"No!" She threw open the door, but I locked onto her wrist with an iron grip. i had too much to worry about than a little scared human. My family was at stake, and as of this second, Scarlett was in the way. She looked at me in fear, than sat down.
"I have to get Cain something to eat, and I have to see if Jackson wants anything. Don't move." I left the room, only to find yet another problem.