[ He can imagine what she's thinking. He saw plenty of them, too. Tied up, drained of blood, people helpless against what was happening to them ]
Anywhere. Staying put isn't going to help.
[ Even if moving might not, either. He can't just sit still and do nothing. But he glances back at her with a grimace ]
You got a better idea?
[ Just as he says it, there's a sound from down the hallway and he looks up with wide eyes, just in time to be lifted in the air by something he can't see. One of those guys, those zealots, stands there with her hands raised, clearly manipulating something around him. He feels like he's being squeezed tight, like he can't breathe. He can barely move against what has him, but he lets out a strangled: ]
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Anywhere. Staying put isn't going to help.
[ Even if moving might not, either. He can't just sit still and do nothing. But he glances back at her with a grimace ]
You got a better idea?
[ Just as he says it, there's a sound from down the hallway and he looks up with wide eyes, just in time to be lifted in the air by something he can't see. One of those guys, those zealots, stands there with her hands raised, clearly manipulating something around him. He feels like he's being squeezed tight, like he can't breathe. He can barely move against what has him, but he lets out a strangled: ]
You-- bastard--