Blue fell to studying her toes as she listened, watching them as they wiggled up and down. This proposed trip sounded--great, really; she just...wasn't sure she could break out of her own head enough to enjoy it. Unfamiliar places were still...threatening, in the back of her mind.

"Is it safe?" It just came out before she could stop it, and when she heard the words in her own voice, Blue ducked her head, long hair hiding her face away. Why was she so afraid?! She'd never been afraid of anything! But in answer, the clink and rattle of thick chains mocked her with its merry-sounding tinkle, and Blue bit her lip, forcing herself to breathe slow, calm down.

She finally regained enough composure to peer at Owen from around the curtain of loose hair, blue eyes a little brighter than they'd been for days. "...all seven of us?" That was probably a given, considering. "Gwen and Barry, too?"