[ It's her eyes that hold him more than the hand on his arm. He knows that determination well, has seen it at full force, and it pins him there for a second.
He can't even count the ways in which this is a bad idea, in which this is foolish and dangerous, but there's no arguing with Emma when she gets like this.
Not that he wants to argue with her in the first place. ]
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He can't even count the ways in which this is a bad idea, in which this is foolish and dangerous, but there's no arguing with Emma when she gets like this.
Not that he wants to argue with her in the first place. ]
All right. Just tell me where to go.