Nadya glanced in clear loss for what Frost said to the young stallion standing before her. Whatever he said must have helped the stallion make his decision though as he turned and ran into the open plains. One more life free to live as they pleased. It made what they went through all the more worth it to her. The young woman turned back to her mate with a tired yet determined smile, questioning if he was ready for the next leg of their journey.

She swung the once hidden pack onto his back and easily lifted up into place in front of it. It nearly felt natural upon his back now, her fingers easily finding that grip within his mane that helped give her stability. The pace that Frost set was far more taxing than the one they took on arrival. There were many times her gaze fell down on him in worry, fearing he was putting too much strain on himself with the set pace. She knew there would be no slowing him down though as it was true that time was of the essence and this would be the only way to make it. Nadya was grateful though when he had decided it was time to camp for the night. She slipped from his back to allow him to shift back as she set up camp as they had done some nights ago. "I'll rest just for a little bit...you need it more." Nadya wished Frost would let her take first watch but he was insistent on her getting rest first. Even with the healing, they had both stretched their abilities to new levels today, her head feeling like it was very near exploding as well with taking down that last wave of hunters. Her body was grateful for the rest though she was more than willing to give up the sleeping bag when Frost woke her. The rest of the night her gaze went from scanning the darkened horizon for any sign of the hunters to watching her mate sleep wishing she could let him have his fill. The directions were clear though and she followed them exactly, waking him when the first rays touched the mountains.

It was a blessing when they finally reached a town and the vast majority of open rocky plains were behind them. The moment Frost made to get into the drivers side she put her foot down. "No, you need to rest." Nadya huffed as she side stepped in his way and into the driver's seat before he could protest. She was glad he didn't put up a fight about it and equally as glad that he let himself sleep during the drive to the airport.

Nadya eyed the new passport he shoved into her hand as they walked into the airport. "Sounds like a name for your grandmother...or a bad customer." She mumbled more to herself than him before his exclamation pulled her attention away from the unfortunate passport. Her form leaned into his without a second thought as those hunters he had seen strode past them. For a brief moment her stomach lurched but quickly remembered Frost's illusion ability and calmed once more. Her attention turned once more to the screens, no longer very worried as she trusted him so wholeheartedly. "Two to Cypress, got it. I'm sticking you to your promise of first class too." Nadya offered him a soft smile despite the circumstances as she took the passports to that indicated counter. It was a simple enough transaction as why would anyone really question someone wanting to take a vacation to somewhere warm from a frozen land.

The sound on the speakers caused Nadya to raise a brow and glance around on her way back to Frost. She eyed those pictures on the screen once back at his side. "Well...they aren't wrong." They did after all just take out a bunch of hunters and nearly destroy their camp. "Just keep me looking fabulous and leave the rest to me. Come on dear." She smirked and thrust Frost's passport with his ticket into his hands before linking her arm in his and leading them through the airport to their gate. It was a fine line of her pheromone ability that she utilized through the crowd, creating a subtle sense of calm in any that came near. Calm people weren't paranoid searching for wanted criminals. Nadya was nothing if not focused on reaching that plane. That warm practiced smile she gave her old customers at her burlesque given to the male ticket attendant at the gate along with a small dose of that pheromone. It never ceased to work like a charm as they were soon settled into those big plush first class seats preparing for take-off.

It was then that Nadya shifted in her seat to look at Frost with her fingers gently playing with his. "...Ég elska þig." In a rare moment back at camp Nadya had asked his mother how to say it...when she said it she wanted it to be in his language and god did she hope she pronounced it correctly now.