She was starting to shake some with the adrenaline pumping through her. Pearl was on edge, her eyes bright with tears but she managed to stop them from flowing anymore. Just as long as she didn't look in the direction of her brother, that is. She felt sick to her stomach; bile sitting uncomfortably at her throat in a terrible lump, or so it felt. She did her best to answer questions, though her replies were wooden and heavy with grief.