[Every hair on her body feel as if it bristles up the moment he touches her. Poison's eyes widen, her fingers twisting a little in his grip, but he's-- he's strong.]
Joseph, you're hurting my hand.
[She says it evenly, but can't keep the faint shake out of her voice. Her free hand grips the knee of her trousers tightly.]
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Joseph, you're hurting my hand.
[She says it evenly, but can't keep the faint shake out of her voice. Her free hand grips the knee of her trousers tightly.]
The others-- did they find a way home?