Saffron lets out a small laugh that sounds more like a sob, the distance between where she stands at the edge of the trap and where he's tied in the chair feeling like miles.
"You can have as much cherry pie as you want," she promises, and by God, he's going to be around for her to make good on that. "I won't even make you help fix them. All you'll have to do is eat."
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Date: 2013-04-20 04:09 am (UTC)"You can have as much cherry pie as you want," she promises, and by God, he's going to be around for her to make good on that. "I won't even make you help fix them. All you'll have to do is eat."