Normally, Betsy was careful with physical contact. It upped the chances of feeling or hearing things meant to be personal. She never reveled in the ability to read minds. People's innermost thoughts should remain private. There was a dark part to everyone and the truth was even she thought things she knew to be inappropriate. Still, even with the troubled mind she knew he struggled against, she could keep contact and not feel undone. They finished eating in comfortable silence and simple conversation.
It was when they got outside again that they both stiffened and went on alert. She let her mind open, do a sweep. "Logan, get on the bike and go. I'll hold them off. It's a retrieval team, for you and Laura, or for one of you. Either way, you need to get back."