Re: quicklog: gwen/flash
Yeah. [The admission that she'd so hugged her dad came with a smile that was brighter than anything had been since they walked into this door. It didn't linger long, but it was there while she considered her first move, and it faded when she saw a new message from Harry on the journal, which was open beside her.
Back and forth, while he tried to figure out his placement, and she was frowning by the end.] Harry doesn't want to leave them. I'm trying to convince him it's okay if we leave some supplies behind. If they go with us, they'll die. They can't get out the door, and this place is fortified, at least. And what are the chances of a dozen of us surviving out there? Think of the attention we'd draw to ourselves. [She looked up.] They might just try to make us stay. They're desperate. You can see it, right?