[It’s such a short length of chain Logan has between his hands that you can almost see the concern he hasn’t voiced. It’s dangerous to be this close to him on the best of occasions. He can’t imagine whatever’s forced them into this predicament has good intentions. ]
Beats me, Elf. Is this is even in Deerington, I’ve never seen it.
[When he goes still, he clutched those links in his hands to keep them silenced. Trying to make sense of that distance scraping sound. Something dragging maybe? He puts a finger to his lips.]
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Beats me, Elf. Is this is even in Deerington, I’ve never seen it.
[When he goes still, he clutched those links in his hands to keep them silenced. Trying to make sense of that distance scraping sound. Something dragging maybe? He puts a finger to his lips.]
Shh. We’re not alone.