In the trees across the road from the restaurant, Vance and Thea walk side by side.
"Would you like to walk and talk or did you want to run?"
Thea has had enough of talking, none of her words have been of any use, she feels like she is more lost than she has ever been before. She feels like all her words and all her actions are causing irreparable damage. She thought that she would head into death with her morals and her ethics in place, but she feels like she is slipping into a gray place, a place she never wanted to be.
A bit of silence would be nice. She needs some time to think. While she would prefer to be alone, she knows that it isn't realistic.
"I would love a run if that is alright with you?"
Vance smiles and starts to strip off his clothes. Thea places her bag on the ground
