Hard didn't even begin to describe it. He continued to look at their hands, her small, soft one in his large, battered one. "Can you get me out of here? Anywhere but back into those rooms. They are just as bad as being left in a hole, present company excluded. I don't think I can go back in there."
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Date: 2013-10-04 04:33 am (UTC)