Rose tried to pull away from him, but his grip was too tight on her arm. She then tried to pull her face out of his hand- she didn't want to be seen; or have to talk- she knew the light in her eyes was missing- she knew that she looke dlike she hadn't slept but the fact was thats all she had been doing- she knew her skin was slightly too pale for her complexion. Her eyes narrowed- "What?" she demanded meeting his eyes; sheknew he was just worried- she would be if it was him.