"I have to be," he says dully, though he shivers just a little at the touch. Wondering if Florence can sense it. Wondering how much she guesses. She had already guessed an awful lot before anything even happened. "He needs us."

He shoves a low-hanging tree branch out of the way and breaks it with suppressed frustration, getting a few seconds of pleasure out of its snap. "I just never wanted this. Never, fucking ever. Not again."