Junk Type...

Still watching Mac Misty felt bad she had even tried to push the girl. It was clear to see Carson didn't want her talking about it and it pained her to keep the secret but she was doing a good job.

   "I can't forget you said anything, but I wont push you on telling me."

Reaching over and patting her hand Misty gave a warm smile. She new this must be hard, being thrown between several different people. She was handling it well but still it must have been hard. Her heart did go out to her, and she wanted to try and make it a little easier at least to one of the places she was being tossed too. 

   "Remind me if I ever have a secret and I need someone to tell, I should tell you. You are good at keeping them."

Giving a stretch and finishing off her cookie Misty thought for a long moment as the silence just lingered. It was awkward and she didn't want that.

   "Ok, so none hot wings for dinner, and do we want to go and get any junk food? I have milk and juice here...mmm...no other junk type stuff though."

Sam smiled at Aaron and gave a small nod. Keeping the mess to a minimum would be good, but Sam could use another laugh with him getting stuck under the bed. It was quiet the sight.

   "You gave me a good chuckle that's for sure."

Just thinking for a long second Sam was going to leave but decied not too. Watching Aaron with the legos sure was fascinating. Just the way he worked with them it was almost soothing in a way. Coming a little closer her smiled wondering about his skill to put things together. 

   "Where did you learn how to build things like that? You do a really great job."

Following Hunter once again Ryan just continued to look at everything getting her baring on where she was. She tried to map out the route they had taken from the mess hall, to the car, to where her bunk was. If anything was to happen she wanted to know at least how to get to some kind of safety. 

   "Wow, it really is bigger than I thought."

Looking at the bunk house she could of been talking about that, or the whole ranch....or maybe both. It was definitely a lot different than her own mind had played it up to be, and that was a good thing. It calmed her worry just a little bit and at the same time it made her feel bad that her own mind had tried to trick her into thinking it would be something is wasn't here. 

Just wondering around the room Ryan looked at everything. The pictures that hung on the wall of horses it gave a nice comforting feeling. The dresser and the nightstand, it felt very homely even though it was far from it. In the far corner there was even a little desk with a lamp on it, and on the table sat a paper that said "Welcome".

   "This is really nice."

Going to look out the small window on the side Ryan turned to Hunter and gave a nod. If this one here was his, she would feel a little more comfortable knowing he was closer to her.