bloodletting,
He stepped away from her long enough to lay his things on the desk before them. “I need you for extraction and surveillance—” He touched her face, brushing her hair from her face in a moment of tenderness, “You’ll be our oracle— And when and if we need you, our way out.”
She nodded, noticing his actions. "And you two have figured everything out already?" She questioned, running her fingers down his palms. "The last thing we need is this going horribly wrong."















