"Alright." Connor said meekly. He heard his sister approaching from around the corner and mustered the energy to pull himself back up and back together. "Hey sis, get everything you need then?" He asked her with a light chuckle and a smile. He was back to the charismatic boy he had been, a mask plastered on to fit both his own and his sisters needs, Connor's question for himself however was whether or not he would be able to maintain the mask for much longer.
"Yeah, I plenty of new arrows, and stuff to make more if I need to." She said brightly. "Oh, are you going then?" Abigail asked surprised as she walked around the corner. "Why are you in such a rush?" She asked. At first she hadn't necessarily liked this girl, she suddenly felt desperate to not see her go.