[off to jail with him, he figures, and then off, period. though the thought of another place makes him cautiously optimistic. perhaps he can find a way to escape and go back on the run if...
...he looks over his shoulder, the hair at the back of his neck prickling, and then- then he realizes, and swears under his breath.]
well then
...he looks over his shoulder, the hair at the back of his neck prickling, and then- then he realizes, and swears under his breath.]
Damn it, kid.
[this won't end well.]