I shoved myself down hard and fast until the sound of our bodies hitting slapped together. It was as if all the blood in our bodies was pulsing in time. There were other buildings within a few yards. I could have argued but there was no time.
He had three straps in his clawed hands and was looking at the rivet on the end of one of them as he glided through the door. That is illegal, I said. I raised my face, and whatever he saw in my eyes made him smile, and filled his own eyes with a sort of soft wonderment. I squeezed her hand and tried to think of what to say that would help things instead of hurt.
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