[He is grappled, so he isn't exactly going anywhere. Not that he really wants to anyway. He just sits there, sort of sulky silence. He knows that they're right, but it's turned into a stubborn-off that he knows he'll probably lose.
He also doesn't really want to fight more when it could turn out so badly leaving it that way.]
[after a second, beau just reaches across to hold onto caleb's sleeve, as well.
she also doesn't want to fight - she doesn't want to make it a trend, to say something stupid and then wake up with one of them gone. just in case. it's easier to just stay silent, or change the subject.
she opens her mouth - and then closes it. she can't take the risk.]
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He also doesn't really want to fight more when it could turn out so badly leaving it that way.]
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she also doesn't want to fight - she doesn't want to make it a trend, to say something stupid and then wake up with one of them gone. just in case. it's easier to just stay silent, or change the subject.
she opens her mouth - and then closes it. she can't take the risk.]
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One night, and then we will all stay together.
[Things can go wrong in the meantime but . . . maybe they won't? Maybe they won't.]