"And sometimes fighting back isn't an option..." The marks on her wrists were enough to prove that, and was one of the many things she tried to keep carefully hidden. Bracelets, sleeves, and longer things were very much her friend, and Rhiannon seldom wore anything that showed too much of her thighs. But it sounded like his life didn't turn out exactly as he'd hoped, either - not that she could imagine anyone choosing to kill an innocent.
Nodding, her hand fell after the shake, and just as before, she resumed their walk by remaining at safe distance parallel to him. The walk wasn't too far, especially with stamina such as hers, and soon enough they came upon a brightly colored Jeep. "I half expected black or camo..." she mused with a lopsided grin.
Stupid. Stupid. Stupid.
She was about to get into the car with a hunter. She was such an idiot. Sighing softly, Rhi slipped inside (taking as much care as possible not to accidentally break off the door or damage it), and closed the door with the softest of clicks. The seat-belt ignored, she sank into the seat and pressed her back at an angle between the back of the chair and the door so that she could keep an eye on the driver. "That way," she pointed. "Get on the main road and drive about twenty minutes out. I'll walk the rest of the way." A pause. "Thank you."