DC: Becky & Jonathan
Well, if I can't persuade you to stop worrying, and least don't spend an inordinate amount of time doing so. They're not going to touch me in here, so this is the safest place I can be right now.
[He went quiet for a while, hand sliding down in order to take hers in his own, fingers twining together, something surprisingly affectionate from a man who didn't really know how to be gentle and sweet.] Nothing new. Not that they're telling me, at least. [His lips purse a little bit.] I may have someone I can talk to, though. I'll let you know if anything comes of it.