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But she and Mars had talked in the past, about if Emma got into trouble, and maybe it was for the best. Emma couldn't go away. That would be much worse. Mars, at least, knew what she was doing. They were orphans, and Emma and her parents had taken them in. They owed the Thompsons practically a lift debt, especially since they had never been very well behaved kids. Emma had parents, and they didn't have anyone, so what did it matter if Ruby or Mars went away? They'd really only miss each other.

She let Emma settle her down on the shore without much protest, taking the hoodie from her friend and instinctively wrapping herself up in it. She had almost forgotten about all of her nudity under the blanket that she had wrapped around her still like a toga. "Thanks," Ruby finally got out, her first words since they had left Marney behind. The sweater smelled like Emma, like her room at home, and that was comforting. Ruby snuggled down in it more, her chin tucked into the zippered up collar as she let Emma work on cleaning the blood splatter off her face. What she really needed was a shower, but there was little chance of that until the heat at their house died off. It was chilly on the beach and she had no idea how long they'd have to stay out here. Her room was a crime scene now, it would take a while. It would probably be stained for a long time.

Sighing heavily, she scooted closer to Emma, frowning as her face continued to get cleaned up. At least she had Emma, and she wasn't going to let her go. No one was going going to take both of them from her. "Your mom and dad are.. gonna go ballistic, aren't they? I don't know what we should do, I just.. I wish Mars was here but she's not and she's supposed to know what to do!"