The gang had set up camp, miles from the train where they'd taken you. Knowing now just how rich your parents were, you knew they wouldn't let you go for free. You sat gingerly amongst the group of men, desperately avoiding the blonde man, Mica's, hungry eyes. You wanna come hunting with me? Arguments immediately start amongst the group about not letting you go, but the man offering, Charles, reassures the group he wouldn't let anything happen. He looks down at you again slowly, waiting.