Together

--Whisper--

Shaking her head, Whisper stayed close to James. "I'm not leaving you by yourself..." She whispered to him, holding her hands out for the blond to see. The black, charcoal coloration was slowly crawling toward her wrists, disappearing beneath the fabric of her jacket. "We're together in this."

--Ronald--

"Danger?" Ron questioned as he got to his feet. "Should we try to get to them?" He asked, looking toward the doorway. "I can grab what we need while you get Hope ready if need be." There was genuine concern in the red head's voice as he returned his gaze to the blue haired girl.