Cerie looked at Lex and shrugged. "I guess that's what we always do, is wait and see. I don't know about you, but I have been thinking lately about action." Her voice grew sharp and loud as she continued. "I am tired of waiting. I always feel like there's something I need to do. Well now, instead of being worried, I'm determined. I really want to do what's right. It's been a long day for me and by the looks of it, for you as well. I won't stop you from going, but just know I'm not settled. By the looks of things, that boy's wings caused some real ruckus today. I'm tired of being hunted. When are we going to do something about it? That's what I've been thinking about." Having had another outburst, just as she had yesterday when she hadn't been allowed to the city, she lowered her head in shame and flew down from the roof and walked straight into her room in the house, quickly dressing for bed and collapsing into a worn, confused sleep. The unanswered questions, however, woke her during the night, and she got out of bed several times to just look at the moon and wish she was sleeping in its arch. She would be away from the questions and in the glow of its light, no longer subject to the reminders of Swhint's reassurances or anything. She could just be freely confused and freely alive, and then she would be able to focus and do something right and help Lex. Laying back in her bed, she closed her eyes and fell into a deep sleep, not caring when she woke again.