Sophie half shrugged at his words, almost seeming not to care about his response either way. Though inside, she was surprised to know that she was the first person he'd ever kidnapped. He was pretty good at it, given the circumstances. She felt angry at that again. If he was good at it, it only meant she wouldn't be the last. And no, she wasn't going to give him special treatment. The child inside her crossed its arms and turned up its nose.

She also didn't respond when he asked her if she was hungry. Not because she was being stubborn, but because her stomach answered for her, grumbling at the thought of food. She picked something looking similar to a pear, and took a bite. It was okay. Not the worst thing she'd ever eaten, but not the best. She'd certainly had her share of amazing and awful foods in her travels. 'Course, she was hungry enough now that a lot of not too pleasant things would probably have tasted just fine.

The sunburned wonder, who's name she realized she still didn't know and might not ever, was moving to lay down. He did sound exhausted. Hell, Sophie was, too. But he seemed more so than her. In fact, maybe so exhausted that he didn't realize he'd left her uncuffed and his backpack unguarded. She would wait though, until she was sure he was asleep to search through it. For now, she finished her fruit, giving him a sarcastic salute at his orders, though he probably wouldn't have caught it.

Finally and luckily she'd finished chewing, or the thing he'd mumbled then in his sleep would have been lost to her ears. But Sophie heard him, and she frowned. What did that even mean? A line drawn over him? Would he be killed or something, if he didn't do this 'job' of his? Living a half-assed life didn't seem like a very fair trade off to Sophie, not for kidnapping people, stealing away their lives. The sunburned wonder was getting jipped.

Perhaps she could offer him the chance to run away from this life all together. Sophie could take him to some desolate paradise planet and drop him off. Yes. Sophie smiled at that thought. She'd love to be rid of this pale haired kidnapper and abandoning him on a desolate planet was just what he deserved.

She yawned, but no, she couldn't sleep yet. Sophie reached carefully and quietly for the man's backpack. She pulled it open and carefully reached inside. Her fingers brushed over food, the canteen, her gun, which she would be taking back now, thank you. Sophie put the gun back into her own bag and then proceeded to search for something to remove this stupid collar. Her fingers found a box of matches, and some kind of book. She squinted at it in the darkness out of curiosity, but the thing was locked.

The locked book was clearly some kind of journal. Sophie fidgeted with it for a moment, incredibly curious to know more about this man. Like his name for one, but also where exactly he'd been sent from, and, anything else she could use against him. But he stirred in his sleep, and Sophie dropped the journal back into the bag quickly. She sat there silently for a moment, making sure he wouldn't wake up before continuing to snoop through the pack.

She still found no way to remove the collar. She hated it. Not only did she hate that it took away her powers, but it was degrading. It was a collar. What was she? A dog? Sophie huffed and pushed the backpack aside when she found nothing to help her, not even caring about the orb at this point. She didn't know how to use it either. Though it was quite the powerful item, they would find.

She leaned her head against the wall and stared up at the ceiling. She could hear those things moving around outside. Strange dragging sounds, moans and grunts. It gave Sophie the creeps. She'd never admit that she'd done it, but she scooted closer to the sunburned wonder, before laying down in the opposite direction. What? It was his job to keep her alive after all. She was just scooting closer to make sure he wouldn't get in trouble. Yeah, that's why.

Sophie positioned her bag so that she could use it like a pillow. The long garment she'd been given covered her a great deal, leaving all to the imagination in her case. But she was grateful. It was like a portable blanket, and it was actually quite comfortable. Sophie closed her eyes and tried to block out the gut turning sounds outside by thinking of her home, the one she'd made for herself with Ayashe, and soon fell fast asleep.