"I'm thinking that until we have a secure forum, we should use this place to talk about things." He didn't feel the need to elaborate on what kinds of things. They didn't like one another enough to just get together and talk about the weather, so it likely went without saying. He laughed and shrugged at her "predator" comment. "Well, if I go in there next time and everything I usually go for is taken, I'll know who to blame, won't I?" Big show of faith, definitely. But one that needed to be taken. "Yeah," he murmured with a grin and a shrug. "That's exactly why. Either that or I have enough faith in this weird 'let's not kill one another' truce that I think you'll actually leave me something. That might be my mistake, though."
Another chuckle. "Georgie's always had a mean right hook. Can't say I even taught her that, either. I'm not much of a puncher." The only person he could think of who had taught it to her was Olivia; she'd taken those crazy self-defense classes and been the tough one in the family for the longest time. Didn't mean he was fond of the idea of her standing on the front lines, though.
The only time Evan had ever heard of experiences like Leah's was in movies; creepy horror movies that you'd be hard-pressed to get him to sit down and watch. Quarantine was already a scary enough concept without the added terror of being strapped to a bed or being watched over like a dog. Prison cells weren't better, but at least that way, they could have limited contact with people. And always be monitored. Evan knew one thing for sure; if he'd been "properly quarantined," he'd have wanted someone to hold his hand or just to be able to look at someone. O'Brien's experience sprang to mind, and Evan didn't think he'd be able to take that.
He supposed, though, that as gruesome as the concept was, they probably had had to do that with Leah. He didn't condone it; not in the slightest. But if he knew anything about Leah at all, it was that she was a guard's nightmare. Tranquilizers had probably done very little to subdue her... especially in this instance.
To say that Evan was surprised when Leah actually started recounting her experience wouldn't quite have done the incident justice. He looked at her, astonished and blinking, and nodded his head once. "I can't see you going down without a hell of a fight, no," he told her, meaning it as the utmost compliment. "Of course it won't," he told her sincerely when she insisted that it didn't leave the room. "Just as nothing I've said does." It wasn't a threat; he was willing to put that much trust in her.