[Her eyes start to water. It's mostly from the smoke, though his tone and all the emotions welling up in the pit of her stomach don't help. There's precious little time to object, leaving words caught in her throat as IV's grip tightens and she's whisked in the opposite direction she intended.]
Wait--
[She struggles, desperately turning her head towards the flames. She can understand his fear, though perhaps not to as deep an extent as she thinks, and it may be the only thing keeping her from successfully breaking free. That plus the fact that this sudden movement is dizzying, and she's starting to feel lightheaded.
no subject
Wait--
[She struggles, desperately turning her head towards the flames. She can understand his fear, though perhaps not to as deep an extent as she thinks, and it may be the only thing keeping her from successfully breaking free. That plus the fact that this sudden movement is dizzying, and she's starting to feel lightheaded.
. . . She'd rather not hurt him, either.]
Hey . . . Where are we going?