She follows and she sits because some part of her cannot help but trust in those hazel eyes, but also because he's literally the only part of this world that's even approaching sane to her. Nothing about Michael or anything he's related to is... is easy or calm or understandable. But it's still all worthwhile and the only touchstone that she has.

She needs him, even if right now his words are scaring her a little.

She's getting real tired of feeling scared though. Give her a minute.

"Oh, God," she exhales, thinking of Liz and Alex, both submissives in this terrible place. Her hand tightens minutely around Michael's.

"So..." She frowns, trying to parse timelines. "So you were on a trip with Kyle and Alex... to Caulfield?" A twinge of sadness is plain in her eyes. "But you never made it?"