As his sister returned to the cell, Rolan could only hug her and comfort her. The nerve of that man, to even think of striking a child, especially a girl! Rolan now had a new bit of respect for that man Jem, who had threatened the man who had hit Gil. Gil had only a slight trace of fear in her eyes, and for that, Rolan was proud to call her 'sister'.
"Are you sure you're alright?" Rolan asked frantically, ready to break out of that cell and kill the man who had struck her. "If I could have gotten near that man, why, I'd...I'd..."
"I know," Gil quieted her angered brother, and assured him profusely that she was alright, thanks to that Jem man.
"I'll be right back," The guard Jem promised the two, just before he ran off.
"D'you think we should tell him our names? He did kind of risk his neck back there," Gil wondered aloud.
"No, I think he's taken a liking to the names, 'Myself' and 'Him'," Rolan replied, just as the man Jem came stumbling back into the hallway in front of the cell.
"Something wrong, Jem?" Rolan asked curtly.
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...Come down now, they'll say. But everything looks perfect from far away - Come down now! But we'll stay.
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