[He grinned as she submitted her hand into his; it was a signal, to him. He knew he was taking advantage of a dire situation, and he was well aware of the implications -- even if he wasn't the sort of angle anything, even if he wasn't that brutish. All Chilton needed was the feel of power.
He kept his promise, leading her to his water stash. He didn't touch her again, giving her adequate space, watching her like she was one of the last precious things in this crumbling chunk of rock and steel.]
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He kept his promise, leading her to his water stash. He didn't touch her again, giving her adequate space, watching her like she was one of the last precious things in this crumbling chunk of rock and steel.]