Will exclaimed at the straight shots to the nose and nuts, but his cheer of victory died in his throat. Fucking Sheriff!
"Get your fucking hands off her!" he barked, gripping the bars tightly. "You so much as scratch her throat and you'll regret it!" He grimaced at the Sheriff, teeth bared angrily. Yeah, he wasn't exactly in the prime position to be making threats in here, but one day he would be out, and he would remember everything.