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He grabbed onto his shoulders from behind, squeezing. "Nobody deserves pain like that, Q. I'm just trying to protect you." He released him with a grunt. "I don't want to see you hurt."

Isiah paused for a moment, brow furrowed inward. "You helped me see at night, one," he began. "You convinced me to leave the vault, two, in your own way," he hissed. "And three.. well you found all that food for Kaegan, even if you didn't bring all of it back like he wanted." He folded his arms, waiting to see how he would react.

"You helped me carry the duffel," he blurted. "So there." He grunted, digging his fingers into his forearms. He was not liking this little childish game he was forced to play. He just.. KNEW better. He knew MORE than Bornes did, about this, and he just wished that Bornes would accept that.

Isiah walked after him, poised and waiting. He folded his arms, brow furrowed upward in worry. He could hear the scurry of footprints grow nearer as people gave up searching the perimeter, first and foremost, four padded footprints as Jane appeared out of the woodwork. She barked twice, sitting down about ten feet away from Q. They may have been fast friends when venison was involved, but she kept her distance nonetheless.

Kaegan appeared seconds later, his clan in tow, sighing with quiet frustration. "Here all along.." He grumbled, with a little disbelief. "Where were you, dogboy?"

Kaegan grunted. "You sure you didn't try to do something stupid like leave town?" Kaegan looked over to Isiah with an accusatory glance before turning back toward Q. Isiah's face was completely blank- he didn't give a thing away with his expression, for once, which was suspicious enough on it's own.

Kaegan frowned, waving his hand to have his pack disperse. "I'm watching you," he said quietly, under his breath. "Doubly so, now that I think you're trying to run, boy."

He walked away, Jane at his heels.

Isiah jogged out to him, breathing a huge sigh of relief. "Thank god that's over.."

Isiah laughed, quietly and nervously, leading him back toward their home. "Feels good to be wrong for once," he said with a chuckle, gingerly ushering Q in through their doorway, setting him down on the cot before sitting down on the floor. "How are your eyes?"

"I don't know," he grumbled. "I don't know if he'd even really be watching. Kaegan isn't the type to follow through with that sort of threat. Too much energy wasted." He rubbed his temples. "What are the chances you could find that storm cellar again?"

Isiah nodded, reaching underneath the cot to the water filled soup can, dragging it out from underneath to hand it to him. "There. I got it for you earlier but you slept right through it."