They all sounded so sure, and she loved all three of them so much. She lifted her hands - removing Art's arms from around her as she did - and wiped at her eyes, slipping out from between the two men.
"Okay," she said, gathering herself together as best as she could and coming to lean against the back of the couch, equal distance between all of them as she took a deep breath and ran a hand through her hair. "Okay."
She looked over at Robin, bottom lip still shaking a little as she nodded. "But this time we have to work something out for sure. Last time none of us could come to any agreement and we all know where that got us." Then she turned back to Will specifically, as the only other one in this room that the Sheriff had taken. "But I'll build that prison back up and brick him in screaming if I think he's coming after any of you again, I swear to the Lord on that."