"So would I," Leah agrees, iron in her tone. It cuts through the exhaustion. She held Pope up in the shower as the water washed away the filth of what was done to them. The degradation. At least they had their vengeance.
"Good," she adds, clearing her throat. "He'll be fine. He's just...."
The words trail off. Carver's badly hurt, is the thing. She's never seen him this shaken.
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Date: 2024-06-21 12:13 am (UTC)"Good," she adds, clearing her throat. "He'll be fine. He's just...."
The words trail off. Carver's badly hurt, is the thing. She's never seen him this shaken.
"He needs someone with him now. That's all."