[She figures if he wanted to kill her by now, he would have. So Johanna shrugs off the puffy jacket-- it's big on her anyway. Underneath is a pair of scrubs, meaning she only just arrived awhile ago. Nevermind what color they were.
Johanna grabs a kitchen table chair and drags it over to the counter where he's setting up shop. She sits and pulls the top over her shoulder to reveal the wound. She would take her top off but this kid might have an aneurysm. Unless he came from a place where tits were normal.]
Kidnapped. You don't think we'll have to fight to the death, do you?
[She glances at the knife sitting in the dish drainer.]
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Johanna grabs a kitchen table chair and drags it over to the counter where he's setting up shop. She sits and pulls the top over her shoulder to reveal the wound. She would take her top off but this kid might have an aneurysm. Unless he came from a place where tits were normal.]
Kidnapped. You don't think we'll have to fight to the death, do you?
[She glances at the knife sitting in the dish drainer.]