Mia was startled by the vehemence in Ford's voice. He looked like he truly did need her to bring him to the cave. But why?
"What is there that you need?" She asked suspiciously. He limped towards her, and she stepped back, leaving the bucket behind.
"My future," He told her. "Please, I need to get there."
"That's not a helpful answer," She countered. "Tell me. Truly. What do you think is there?"
"Treasure," He admitted desperately. "Enough to set me up for life, my future! I'd share it with you!"
"Share it?" Mia was startled. The treasure, or his future? What was he saying exactly?
Ford closed his eyes and took a deep breath.
"I'm sorry," He shook his head. "You're upset, and all I could think about is what I want. You have no reason to want to help me when you've got such turmoil of your own."
Mia shook her head. "Why ask me? What happened inside the house just now?"
