@forevenge asked . . .
❝ this place feels like a prison. ❞ Abigail to John
|| god of war starters. || accepting.
he understands as soon as she speaks, head lifting to meet her eyes from whatever menial task he had given himself to try and keep busy. there were no walls in this camp, but still the air here felt suffocating, even more so than the humid airs of the southern camps they’d so quickly moved from. nothing felt right anymore - not the gang, not these camps, not dutch . . . and certainly not micah.
( if that man spoke to his son again, there was no telling what john was gonna do. )
yet they don’t need attention drawn to them. dutch’s attentions were already trained on him and arthur, and he didn’t want - no, he couldn’t have any suspicion at all on him about his plans to leave. not if they were going to get out quietly, with as little harm to jack as possible.
so he gives her a casual smile. reaches over and pats her shoulder like a dismissive husband calms an anxious wife.
“ it ain’t too much like prison.
food’s worse. ”