He swears, sharply and vehemently in Spanish, eyes once again turning towards the windows. He’s alert now, more than he was a second ago, it’s written in the way his posture straightens and one of his hands leaves Emma’s shoulder to rest on the butt of one of his guns. ]
Did you see them? Where are they?
[ He should ride out of here. He should gather what he can and go, as hard and as fast as he can, but God, he can’t leave Emma behind. Not like this. But staying would put her in danger, and he can’t do that either. ]
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He swears, sharply and vehemently in Spanish, eyes once again turning towards the windows. He’s alert now, more than he was a second ago, it’s written in the way his posture straightens and one of his hands leaves Emma’s shoulder to rest on the butt of one of his guns. ]
Did you see them? Where are they?
[ He should ride out of here. He should gather what he can and go, as hard and as fast as he can, but God, he can’t leave Emma behind. Not like this. But staying would put her in danger, and he can’t do that either. ]