Millie grimaced. "Does it make me a bitch if I tell you where exactly to shove that silver lining?" She grumbled, deciding to take the chance and sit up, slowly. This was not the way she, or any one else, she was sure, had wanted to find out where the captured mutants had disappeared to.
Even though she was trying to sit up on her own, she had to lean against him a fair amount still. The muscles in her arms shook as she tried to use them to support herself, but at least she could look around.
The view of the front of of Hank's shirt had been better. At least it hadn't been frightening.
"Damn. And I forgot my ruby slippers, Hank." She reached up with a shaking hand to rub at the back of her neck and felt the metal ring they'd attached to her before shooting her with drugs.