[ He casts a quick look out the door, into the hall, then shuts the door and locks it. At least the bedside lamp is on, so the room's not in total darkness. Ushering Kenzi to the bed, Jefferson sits down beside her, an arm looped around her small shoulders as he holds her close. ]
We'll go. [ Not even any hesitation there. He doesn't know what happened, but to see her shaken like this, there's no way Jefferson would keep her in this house. ] Did he hurt you?
[ Jefferson may normally be put together, but right now he's just wearing... his underwear. (Look, he was feeling his legs up for a tracker.) He'll have to at least grab some clothes and a scarf if they're going anywhere. But first, he wants to be certain she's okay. ]
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We'll go. [ Not even any hesitation there. He doesn't know what happened, but to see her shaken like this, there's no way Jefferson would keep her in this house. ] Did he hurt you?
[ Jefferson may normally be put together, but right now he's just wearing... his underwear. (Look, he was feeling his legs up for a tracker.) He'll have to at least grab some clothes and a scarf if they're going anywhere. But first, he wants to be certain she's okay. ]