[ Vasquez has had a lot of Marias in his life, but this may be the first time he’s ever had an Ethel.
Emma’s ire has only ever been directed toward him the once, way back when they first met, but he’s well aware of her stubbornness. Perhaps it was foolish to think that it wouldn’t rear its head here, and honestly he’s not quite so sure what to do with the fact that she doesn’t want him to go. Relief and reluctance are a strange cocktail, swimming around in his chest.
He finds his voice, finally, tries to dredge up some of that anger and fear from yesterday when he saw that man holding her there. ]
What if something happens, huh? What if you get hurt?
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Emma’s ire has only ever been directed toward him the once, way back when they first met, but he’s well aware of her stubbornness. Perhaps it was foolish to think that it wouldn’t rear its head here, and honestly he’s not quite so sure what to do with the fact that she doesn’t want him to go. Relief and reluctance are a strange cocktail, swimming around in his chest.
He finds his voice, finally, tries to dredge up some of that anger and fear from yesterday when he saw that man holding her there. ]
What if something happens, huh? What if you get hurt?
[ Or worse. ]