[Of course. Town means law. Even after all this time, she still has trouble thinking like a criminal every now and again. They did what they did to survive— or that's how it used to be. Her earliest days with the Van der Linde Gang felt a lifetime away, these days.
Her jaw sets into a hard line as she watches him, arms folded in front of her. It hardly came as a surprise that he'd be doing something that could easily get him shot at, but even without knowing the details, his tone tells her more than the words themselves.
The stakes are higher this time. She exhales, and she can feel the shudder of it between her shoulders, every inch of her tense.]
Roanoake. We can do that. I got more ready than you know.
[She doesn't know what she'll tell Jack if it comes to that— something to worry about later on, if she has to.]
John.
[The severe edge her voice often carries has softened slightly, gentled as she takes two more steps towards him, finally standing just beside the spot where he's chosen to set himself, her brow furrowed. She'd known whatever was ahead had to be beyond dangerous, but to hear John himself speak this way...]
How bad is it?
[Her voice is low; nobody who happened to pass by would be able to overhear even if they wanted to.]
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Her jaw sets into a hard line as she watches him, arms folded in front of her. It hardly came as a surprise that he'd be doing something that could easily get him shot at, but even without knowing the details, his tone tells her more than the words themselves.
The stakes are higher this time. She exhales, and she can feel the shudder of it between her shoulders, every inch of her tense.]
Roanoake. We can do that. I got more ready than you know.
[She doesn't know what she'll tell Jack if it comes to that— something to worry about later on, if she has to.]
John.
[The severe edge her voice often carries has softened slightly, gentled as she takes two more steps towards him, finally standing just beside the spot where he's chosen to set himself, her brow furrowed. She'd known whatever was ahead had to be beyond dangerous, but to hear John himself speak this way...]
How bad is it?
[Her voice is low; nobody who happened to pass by would be able to overhear even if they wanted to.]