Liliana's eyes shifted over to Cain, a little worried again, but the offered arm made her feel welcome. She pondered approaching it, but eventually got up close to him and gently gripped her arms around his. She had that rabbit-in-the-lamp-lights look, staring at the Town as if totally mesmerized by it while it approached. Even up-close and touching, Liliana's energy seemed masked in a muffle of unknown noise.

The thought of Cain yelling at her again did occur when she realized her proximity to him, let alone the fact that she was touching him. Was it just a way to coax her in before he berated her again? No maybe not, offering his arm like that surely couldn't mean he'd do something so awful as to trick her.
The true horror in her heart was that she didn't know, she couldn't predict his movements, or what he would do or say. Having gotten so used to predicting the future around her, or of other individuals she was for once left unsure, uncertain of what would happen, which made Cain the most dangerous man she could be next to, though remembering that he did save her life and apologize for his temperament made her unrest calm down.

She was looking about at the environment of the town, gripping Cain's arm a little tighter when people encroached a little too close though relaxing again once they'd passed. Next to her demon companion she as beginning to feel oddly secure, gladly following him wherever he lead her but still curiously looking about.

As they approached what appeared to be the inn, Liliana couldn't help noticing a few flowerbeds outside of it, but the flowers seemed to be wilting, curious indeed, this wasn't the right season for flowers to start dying, something didn't seem right, the only thing that generally caused this kind of damage was a strong demon carelessly showcasing their power as they passed, but even that didn't make sense, a strong demon wouldn't let all this innocence and peace stand in this town, so perhaps it as something else.. But a gut feeling told her otherwise.