Melanie hugged Samara tight, and at that moment, she felt as if she didn't deserve them. In her eyes, the noble thing to do would be to pull back, leave them all be, and leave herself to traverse the labyrinth in solitude, but Melanie, never the most noble, only hugged tighter, still sniffling as her sobs weakened some. Over her shoulder, her eyes scanned over to what was before them, and what was by default where they would have to go. For a moment, the thought of new lands and new beasts terrified her, and she could only imagine how they had felt when she convinced them to leave home.