“To be fair,” he draws out, his eyes flicking from where my family stands watching me. “I was going to... and then I thought better of it.” My family dares to fucking laugh, but cuts off when I hit them with a glare. I focus on Micah. “Going to what?” “You know, pull her out.” He gestures toward her. “But back home, when Franky grabbed her by the arm, you fed him his own ass. Thought maybe she wasn’t to be touched.”
