Alice didn't talk unless she had to. To offer food, to verify anything. They had run into Russian soldiers but they kept moving. Stayed where they could. She made no attempt to talk to Chance more than she had to.
Alice took a long while before she fell asleep. She slept more soundly then him but she listened more carefully, to specific things. Her mind constantly thought of the dangers. The lucky thing for her is, with Chance safe, she no longer had nightmares.
She was up early and folded up the blanket and stuffed it into her pack. "Time to go," she advised Chance.
Alice and Chance trudged on a for a few hours before they found an abandoned home to hole up in. It wasn't warm, there were holes in the wall, likely from a few executions, it had been ransacked but there were a few things still left, namely two blankets and a few candles.
Alice didn't light up the candles, used to being in the dark as often as possible. She did hand Chance a blanket but she sat opposite to him in the room pulling her own blanket up and around. They had a little to eat but for now she wasn't hungry.