[ Captured? Again? He cannot imagine how that went over. He can hardly fathom having to stay another day in the English's hands. Let alone the hands of Black Jack Randall. A chill runs down his spine and his jaw locks. It's not intentional, but Randall tends to bring this out in him.
He's following her. Though it takes him a moment for him to completely catch on. To realize what she's hinting at. He told her about how Randall wanted him. Wanted his way with his body. Part of him does not want to connect it, but the other part can't seem to stop. ]
Tell me what happened, Claire.
[ His voice is a little sharper. None of it aimed at her. All at Randall. ]
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He's following her. Though it takes him a moment for him to completely catch on. To realize what she's hinting at. He told her about how Randall wanted him. Wanted his way with his body. Part of him does not want to connect it, but the other part can't seem to stop. ]
Tell me what happened, Claire.
[ His voice is a little sharper. None of it aimed at her. All at Randall. ]