"Adrian..." Her voice dropped off till it was nearly inaudible, all the colour draining from her face, and she held onto his shirt as if it was going to keep her from going under.
"No. You can't do this. You can't do this. They... they can't. You.." She knew she wasn't making any sense, so she just tugged at his shirt front ineffectually.
"You're not one of them. They'll make you a murderer. Don't. Please."