Anise sat up and looked at Elle, "Hm? Yeah, I guess... I hate being this suspicious. I want to trust everyone, but I don't want anything going wrong." She sighed, "I'll be fine though. Thanks," she smiled at the other girl. She paused for a moment, then asked, "What about you? Aren't you worried?"
She heard Kitt speak up. "I believe you. Besides, even if I didn't, the gas around Ghastly is toxic and known to cause suffocation," she said, mostly as a joke, but still somewhat serious. She slipped off her backpack and rummaged through it until she found a few small bags of trail mix. "Here, catch," she tossed one to Kitt, "it's not much, but it's all I could find that wouldn't spoil quickly." She left the rest in the bag and closed it up. She felt bad about not giving anyone else any, but she had to make what little food she had last. She was sure they would understand.