The moment the door clicked shut, Stutely's knees buckled and he sank heavily onto his bed, every part of his back screaming out in protest. Fuck. Fuck.
Well. Bright side, they weren't going to die imminently. Unless the Sheriff had another change of heart during his drive, which for all they knew he just bloody might.
Tuck and Scarlet were having a moment, so Will craned to see Marian, separated from the three men by an aisle and two rows of bars. "Marian, hey," he called out quietly. "You're a lifesaver, you know." Probably literally, where Scarlet was concerned. "It... I'm sorry you gotta make nice with him. It's shit. He's such a shit."