Roland paused, forcing Alexi to stop with him. "M-move in?" He managed to get out with a gasp, wondering if that was what he had heard. He had thought this just a retreat, not a... home. Pale eyes scanned the clearing, stopping at the run down cabin. It was a far cry from the home his parents owned. Hell, the cabin was probably smaller than his room there, or the shack out back. Which was actually in better shape than this place. How would they survive there? No food, no running water... nothing. Roland wasn't sure he was even ready for this, to leave behind everything. What would happen to them if they were caught? Surely his father would look for him.

A moment of panic set in and Roland pulled his hand away, taking a few steps back considering if he should run home and try to forget all of this. Could he? He didn't think so, he loved Alexi far too much to forget. Yet he wasn't sure he could do this... "I-I..." No words came out, he couldn't say anything.