Her heart thuds against her ribcage, a deafening sound that rattles her body. Tightening her grip on the file in front of her, using it as a shield, she waffles. On the one hand, there’s something undeniably relieving about knowing he’s here, and she’d not facing this alone.

On the other hand, not getting a breather from Hook feels like a very dangerous position to be in when all she wants is to be able to convince herself to pack everything into the bug and drive off again.

“Without magic, we’re not gonna find a way out in this house.” It’ll be outside of it. And, sure, they'll find it together.