[The threat goes in one ear and out the other He carefully examines her hands, his touch light and gentle, until he can confirm that she's only broken skin.]

Aw, horse apples. [The insecurity that seethes behind her temper isn't too different from his own. If he was only stronger, faster, better, he could actually protect others for a change. Instead he just drags them down and can only support them from afar.] It ain't your fault, Severa, so don't start with that.

[He glares at the frosted glass again.]

I don't think your ma could get us out, anyway. I mean, the scum that's behind all this.....think about it. Considerin' what they want us to do, they wouldn't stick us somewhere that would fold like a buncha paper if you whacked it hard enough.