MEL

"it seems like home to me" Mel said, looking at the others.

Moka sat in silence for a bit, considering all the possible ways to answer. No powers, no help, no supplies... Was there anything she could do? "Herbs...maybe if there were herbs...where exactly is this wall?" Even as she mumbled to herself about possibilities, she still had the sinking feeling at the back of her mind that maybe there was nothing that she could do. With her legs broken, her best defense was, too. Anything that wanted to pick her off could do so in a heartbeat. She couldn't fight them off, and there wouldn't be anyone to rely on, either.

Here, she felt too much as little more than prey. It had been a miracle that she had survived this long, anyway...maybe there wasn't a way out. "It would have been nice if it had at least been a more fulfilling end...someone else probably could really use what remains, at the very least...I'd rather have donated it to someone who really deserved it, at least."