That night, under the dark night sky and the bright shining stars, the humans got together and made a campfire on which they cooked dinner over. "Dinner," being a relative term for a few birds they had caught in some traps. One of their traps had been what I was originally caught on.

As we ate, they told stories about what had happened to them that day. It was a light, cheery mood. Everyone was laughing and enjoying themselves. I found the spectacle rather odd, but enjoyable as well. They had obviously been together for a long time. Karkat kept making comments about how he was already the only boy, but then they had to go and add another girl. That made Nepeta giggle. Rose kept teasing Kanaya about things I didn't understand, but they made Kanaya blush.

After dinner, the mood took a darker turn. Karkat cleared his throat and said to me, "Look, I don't mean to be rude or anything, but I think we all want to know what you're doing here."

Everyone went silent and looked at me, all but Rose, who instead stood up and told my whole story for me. I was impressed, she didn't miss a single detail.

Everyone was quiet, and all were digesting the information. Then Karkat's face turned to disbelieve, and he stood to speak his mind.

Rose spoke instead, "I know what you're thinking, I had the same thought, but she proved it to me."

"Like she couldn't have been clever enough to fool you!" Karkat yelled. I would have been offended by his doubtfulness of my story had I not understood why. It wasn't personal, he was protecting what was in his mind his family. How could you blame anyone for protecting something as dear as that.

"You know as well as I do it would take a hell of alot more to fool me," Rose said, and I didn't doubt a word of it.

Karkat grumbled and sat back down, his arguing over, at least for now. Something told me that until it was proved to him, he wouldn't actually let it go.

"So what are we going to do?" Little Nepeta asked, by far the most innocent of the group. Everyone else, including me, seemed to be about 18. She, on the other hand, Could not be more than 13 or 14 tops.

"I think we should find out more about what 413 was like before," Kanaya suggested, "We know that they were told it was filament so they could not bleed, but the fact that she does bleed puts into question whether or not their skin is actually filament. And if that's true, it's not the filament, then is it real skin? If so, Where did they get it?" Kanaya did some logic thinking for us, and it honestly got me wondering on the same things.

"Really, I don't think there is anything we could do right now," Rose said, with a shake of her head, "I'll think of things, but there's definitely nothing to do tonight."

After a long silence, I spoke up.

"I don't mean to pry, but now that my life story's out there, am I allowed to ask what it is you're all running from?"

"Who said we were running from anything!?" Karkat said accusingly, as fast as he could.

"It's rather easy to tell, with the shape your clothes," I said gesturing to their torn and fraying coats and pants, covered in dirt, "The way the tents can be moved easy, the fact that you live in tents as opposed to permanent housing, the way you hunt for food every day, and finally the fact you especially seem bent on believing that I've come here to harm you all in some way. It's not too hard to put the pieces together."

Everyone was kinda silent, looking at their shoes or just in the distance in general. Rose said softly, "We're refugees, and it's, it's kinda hard to talk about sometimes."

Karkat stood up in a fit of fury, and marched into a tent that was evidently his. Rose sighed.

"Particularly for Karkat."

I looked around at everyone, and curiosity as to what they were refugees from burned in my mind. Rose swallowed and stood up with a stretch.

"Well, It's been a long day for everyone and I suggest we all just get to bed. We can talk more in the morning," she walked over to Kanaya and held her hand out. Kanaya grabbed it gratefully and together they walked into a tent.

That left me and Nepeta. She stood up to, and pointed to one of the two empty tents. Probably the infirmary one I had come out of. "That's your tent! Goodnight!" She said as her tiny frame went through the doors of the last one. I shrugged and put out the fire and went into my own tent as well.

Later that Night, after I had went to sleep, I heard a creaking near my door. It woke me up to a full alert, and quietly I demanded, "Who's there!?"

"It's just me," Said the small, high pitched voice of Nepeta, as her tiny head peeked into my door.

"Oh," I said, and after a moment of her looking uncomfortably down, I added "Well, come in I guess,"

"Thank you!" She squeaked, as she came through the flap. She sat down on the edge of my mat and sighed.

"...Are you ok?" I asked. I was not used to kids, and didn't know what to do in this situation.

"Well, not really. I had a nightmare," She said, and she shivered a little. I put my blanket over her shoulders to keep her warm.

"Thank you!" She said, gripping the blanket over her like a shawl, "I wasn't sure if this would be ok. When I woke up I was scared, and I wanted to talk to someone. But I knew Karkat would just get mad, and this is the only time Rose and Kanaya get to themselves, I didn't want to disturb them. So I came to you, I hope that's ok! I mean, we don't know each other very well but I trust you!"

Nepeta was talkative, I knew that from the moment I met her and she was still proving her point now. But there was something sweet about the little girl, so I let her talk.

"What was your nightmare about?"

"Oh, I just relived a memory from when I was little," she said quietly.

"What memory?"

"...The reason I'm here," she mumbled. Out of nowhere she started crying, and she threw her hands around me in a hug. "No one really knows or understands why, but there's a war going on! There's people with lots of machines, deadly machines, that come through everywhere! They kill everyone and everything in sight, and leave ruins of villages in shambles!" She sniffed.

I hugged her, shocked at what I was hearing.

"There's lots of refugees. You can hardly go anywhere without finding some! Some aren't even nice!" She cried more, and the tears streaming down her face.

"Is that why..." I started, but couldn't find it in me to finish.

"That's why we're here," she sniffled, "I came home one day, when I was little. I had been playing in the forest, I was just six years old! When I walked in, I saw my mom being lifted off the ground, held up by the neck by a big man. She was gripping, at his hands, and I realized she couldn't breathe.

"'What are you doing to my mommy!?' I yelled, 'you're hurting her! Stop it!'

"He turned to me, and dropped my mom on the ground. I ran over to her and hugged her, while she gasped for air. The man said, 'you are strong, little one. Quite the fighting spirit,' and he smiled at me, but his smile scared me. He was scary, so I yelled at him.

"'Go away! We don't want you here, we're happy!' I yelled, but my mom put her hand on my shoulder. 'Nepeta,' she said, 'run. hide in the forest until I come to get you, understand? Don't come out for anyone but me, not even daddy, ok?'

"'Ok' I said, and I stood up to get out, but the man stood in my way. 'Why should I let you go anywhere? I'm here to collect my subjects, and you seem perfect.' I don't understand what that meant, but I said, " if you let me go, I'll make you less scary' he gave me an odd look, before I pulled out a blue marker from my pocket. On his coat, I drew an arrow, with a little line threw it, I thought it would be cute. He looked at it or a moment, before he sighed.

"He said, 'I've always had a hard time getting rid of children. Go' he pointed to the door, 'and never come back to this place. I didn't see you here.' So I ran into the woods to hide, like my mom said. I waited and waited, but she never came. Finally I couldn't take it any longer, it was dark and I was hungry and cold. I got up to go back to my house, but when I got there," she paused, "there was nothing left. My whole village was wiped out, I was the only survivor. That man, I've always never been able to decide how I felt for that man. On one side he destroyed everything of mine and killed my mother. On the flip side, he saved my life because he hated killing kids. I decided against him a while ago. I was lucky to find Rose and Kanaya in the woods before I starved to death, and they took me under their wing. They were eleven."

We sat in silence for a moment, before I thought about Dr. Zahhak at the lab. I put the connections together to realize who it was Nepeta met.

"Thank you for listening to that, even though you didn't have to," Nepeta said as she sat up. She smiled at me, "You know, I don't care what Karkat says. I trust you, I think you're great!"

I shrugged, and said "No problem," as Nepeta smiled again.

"No really, thank you! I haven't gotten anything off my chest for a while, that really helped. I hope you stay with us!" She said, and she left my tent.

I sat there for awhile, thinking of the things I just learned. Karkat's distrust in me made more sense, since his loss seemed most recent. I wondered what happened to him, before I laid back down and went to sleep.

Ok, I swear, answers will come eventually! I hope this answered some!

I did get asked one question specfically, what happened to 88, and I have to say...

I don't know yet.

I'm have three ideas but I'm not really sure which one I like best, so I think I'm gonna set up a poll and see which ones the more popular option. I'll try to hide the results so it will at least not be a spoiler but no promises since I'm not the most tech savvy person ever. If I can't hide it and you click the results please don't blame me! Thank you!