[Her stomach flips, but she doesn't move. Her eyes flick up towards him and her lips press together again, as if she's biting her tongue. When she speaks, her voice is deadpan, as if she's trying to hide everything she feels about that statement.]
I don't think they're going to let you go any time soon.
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I don't think they're going to let you go any time soon.
[If ever.]