Siobhan had barely slept the night before, and she was being pulled through the forest brutally, just like she had been the day before. The nightmare he had woken her up from early in the morning still giving her the willies of everyone around her, and it made her think that he could be leading her to that exact demise. He could know the woman she saw in her dreams, but she was scared of any outcome this walk had. She was sure she was being led to her death unless someone was able to find her before they got where they were going.
She was afraid, and tired, and trying to take as long as she could without making him kill her right there to give whoever was looking for her time to find them, but she could tell that was only making him angry. "Stop calling me that." she muttered. She almost didn't want him to hear her, but she didn't like him calling her that. At all. She tried to move out of his arm's length, but also knowing that any amount of distance between them wouldn't be enough to keep him from doing anything he wanted to her.