[ once inside with the door properly shut behind them, emma lets herself breathe. she doesn't relax, but she's not trying to rush either of them anywhere, and she can pause, take a few, slowing breaths. her heart is still hammering in her chest, but some of that is anxiety, not just the exertion of running all the way home. ]
Bounty hunters. In town.
[ she swallows around the thickness in her throat, before speaking again. ]
They're looking for you, asking folks if they've seen anything.
[ she knows no one would give him away, even if they knew he was there, but if they're sticking around, still poking their noses wherever they can, that doesn't bode well. they could have passed through and moved on, but— lord, they're still in town. she won't be surprised if they start looking around the homes on the outskirts, checking the farms for any available hiding place. ]
no subject
Bounty hunters. In town.
[ she swallows around the thickness in her throat, before speaking again. ]
They're looking for you, asking folks if they've seen anything.
[ she knows no one would give him away, even if they knew he was there, but if they're sticking around, still poking their noses wherever they can, that doesn't bode well. they could have passed through and moved on, but— lord, they're still in town. she won't be surprised if they start looking around the homes on the outskirts, checking the farms for any available hiding place. ]