Elizabeth thought for a second about the choice he had given her.
“I want to go, but…”
“….so pack your stuff.”
“I still don’t think we should leave stuff like that between them.”
“They’re adults, Elizabeth.”
“They’re adults who could attack and kill each other, Sawyer.”
“You’re going to play that card, really? What about your whole ‘Ramirez and Gein were humans’ thing, have you forgotten that? They’re no more likely to kill or attack each other than humans who dislike each other.”
“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean it like that…I just don’t want her to feel like we don’t value her.”
“Francesca doesn’t want special treatment. She f*****g hates being treated like she can’t look after herself.”
“So how do we deal with this?”
“It’ll probably sort itself out. This stuff usually does.”
“But wh
