Like it matters. [Grousing is a small comfort as he lets her wrists go, gentler than she expected. Johanna frowns, rubs the top of them and contemplates his next words in silence. Him leaving the choice to her, because he knows she's too selfish to agree to an end where she doesn't make the one in charge regret choosing her. Because she can't just go quietly after everything that happened, even though she has nothing left and he's the one with everything waiting for him.]
If we do, whoever gets out of here makes them regret it. [She answers at a length, straightening the golden bracelet on his wrist.]
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If we do, whoever gets out of here makes them regret it. [She answers at a length, straightening the golden bracelet on his wrist.]