Joe crowded against him and it was the most they'd touched in a year. In any other situation, being crowded off his rifle would piss him off. In any other situation, being pressed up like that against Joe would have earned a softly murmured bit of Genoese in his ear. In any other situation, seeing Quynh would have been an amazing, wonderful thing.

As it was, it still made his stomach leap and his hands shake a little as he pushed his gun over so that Joe could see through it's scope.

However, the euphoria seeing Quynh again was cooled rather quickly by seeing Booker chained to the wall in front of her. Booker, bloodied and broken, looking every bit like she'd been taking him apart piece by piece for days.

He thought back to the last few weeks of silence from the other man and his mouth went dry.

"We need to get in there."