[He meets her eyes for a moment and then gives a small nod.] Yeah.
[Because how can he really argue with that? She's right. Even if the morals were shady, they were still people. Mothers, fathers, brothers, sisters. But they were also people who were okay with keeping the three of them locked up. He might have felt a little worse if one of them had lifted a finger to help them. Still, he's going to let Darcy be the decent person she is, even if he can't really be that version of himself.]
So what's the prognosis? You look like you're gonna live.
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[Because how can he really argue with that? She's right. Even if the morals were shady, they were still people. Mothers, fathers, brothers, sisters. But they were also people who were okay with keeping the three of them locked up. He might have felt a little worse if one of them had lifted a finger to help them. Still, he's going to let Darcy be the decent person she is, even if he can't really be that version of himself.]
So what's the prognosis? You look like you're gonna live.