Now Melody did laugh, her hand pushing her hair behind her ear as she tried to cover up the outburst, and the slight rise of colour she felt around her throat.

"You went there, not me!" she told him rolling her eyes, both at his comment and herself for momentarily going there.

"And do you think truckers are really who you want to be getting into conversations with? Isn't there enough danger just waiting on the other side of that portal for you?"