Smoothing out her clothes, slightly pained blue eyes came up to rest on the younger woman. Kel wouldn’t see the silent emotions which Emma used most of her energy to keep at bay. Instead the brunette would see a still ocean as if there were no tides, voice floating into the air with a certain calm about them, “nah, lets just see where we end up. As long as we don’t leave LA, I’m sure we can find a way back. We could. . .cruise and whenever we see something interesting, stop there.” She gave a casual shrug, though inside the chaos was beginning to rise again. She couldn’t take this much longer and it was that moment she decided it was time. Tonight she was going to confess and explain what was going on inside her head. Losing Kel over it didn’t seem likely but the fear still churned in the pit of her stomach. But that conversation she could spaz over when it was in front of her. For now she had business to take care of. Picking up the bag, she slung the strap over one shoulder and faced the shorter woman a final time. She couldn’t resist smirking at the slayer’s choice in words but it was obvious by her tone and expressions what she meant by it. “C’mon, we’ll see what looks good,” she answered with another smile, taking steps toward the door.