Once the utter terror began to wear off, Barb was able to think a little more clearly, and to actually look at the girl leading her back to some visage of civilization, She was beautiful. Beautiful and confident, and happy, and what was she doing even helping her? She tried to hide how nervous she was by tucking her fingers into her pockets. It finally dawned on her that the princess had offered to buy her something to eat.
"Wait, Bea, are you sure? You don't mind?" she asked.