If Kiley could relate to Pam on any level it was the desire to cry, even if she couldn't exactly say why the urge was there. They had been found and rescued and she would be sleeping in her own bed that night, instead of on a cold, stone floor. Maybe it was the realization that she wasn't going to starve to death in the dark with Pam and a rooster. Because she had been starting to accept that was probably going to be her fate and no one would ever know.
Tobias slipped his arm around Kiley's shoulders again, more to keep her upright than anything else. She seemed a little wobbly, but he had a feeling she'd pretend nothing was wrong before she asked for help. She wasn't pushing him away or anything, and she was leaning against him pretty heavily so he had to assume that was her way of accepting it.
Kiley smiled faintly at Edwin and shook her head. "I think I'm okay." If her legs gave out she would for sure recruit Oliver for a piggyback ride back to the house. Right now she was trying to wrap her head around the fact that They had removed everyone and added new people... and everyone who had gotten hurt in the prison was healed now. That probably meant Chase too. "So it's possible this could be... February? March? We don't know how long after New Year's it is?"