Khat was about to retort about being carried until Vis swept her off of her feet, literally running towards her and plucking her off of the ground. "I don't need to be carried!" she barked, and all Vis did was point behind him at the raiders squaring off with the other three, Khat got the point and with great reluctance, fell quiet as Vis started to run, chasing after the man who coincidentally was holding another girl. As they ran, Khat watched Vis his pants were  ragged as he ran behind the man but nothing portrayed why it would be so. She reached out to his scarf and was about to tug it down, when his eyes flicked to hers for a moment, glaring, as if to say 'don't you dare'. She did not argue, instead she pulled up her scarf around her face to see how it felt, oddly comfortable.