This was better than the snowy mountain; the hot water and body that warmed me from every angle were much more comfortable and felt far more real.
"No. Their bullshit won't do a thing to me. But I can help you if you want to get out of here."
Henry's hand, which had been holding me, sneaked into my hair, gripping it forcefully and turning my head to the side so he could speak directly in my ear, preventing us from seeing each other's faces.
"I'm staying where you are." It sounded like a warning, a threat.
"Right. By. Your. Side." Yet it echoed in my ears as the plea of a desperate man.
I grinned and rested my forehead on his shoulder.
What a dumb and stubborn dog.
So incredibly blind. I am giving you a chance to flee from the monster as long as you are able to, but you just won't take it, will you?
Fine.
I leaned against him and emptied my mind while Henry's hand still gripped my hair.
