Mia glared at her father, but she wasn't going to back down. What if Martin's path diverged from where they needed to go?
No, she was determined to make sure everything went smoothly, and that included scouting the path ahead with Ford.
"Mia, would you like to help me check the supplies? Now that we have an extra person we might need to adjust how we do meals," Seth invited.
"I can help, Mia should rest after all she's been through," Anaisa put in, looking up from Daniel. She seemed to belatedly realize Seth's real purpose in the statement, judging from her wince and soft, "Oh."
"Thank you, Aunt Annie," Mia put in before the redheaded woman could withdraw her offer. "I think I would like to stretch my legs a little."
Her father pursed his lips, and Grandpa clicked his tongue. Whether that was disapproval or not was anyone's guess.
"I'll be safe," She smiled. "I'll stick close to Ford so he can hide me if needed."
