[Devero lets Sanzo drag him up off the bench, breaking character only to pull one of his hands free and snag his shirt and hoodie. But the other hand stays firmly in the priest's, and--]
Before they get us!
[--he runs with him. Laughter spills out of him, and rings all the way up to the transparent roof arching overhead.]
no subject
Before they get us!
[--he runs with him. Laughter spills out of him, and rings all the way up to the transparent roof arching overhead.]