|Eᴍᴍᴀ Sᴡᴀɴ | Tʜᴇ Sᴀᴠɪᴏʀ (herbestchance) wrote in hellascenes,
"It's your hand now." Emma told him. She didn't know who Bradley was, or what that story was...but it didn't matter. "You can't let whatever this is control you." She knew that was easier said than done. She'd been going through hell seeing Henry since they'd all ended up here, but she was convinced it wasn't real. Couldn't be real.
"What you're about to do is a very permanent solution to a temporary problem." She warned. She could not just watch this happen. This guy cutting off his hand... No. Wasn't going to happen. "Just take it easy, we will find another way. That's your hand. Bradley can't control it. He can't control you."