[color=#ddd1be]Janetta, surprised at the command and still a bit on edge from the earlier episode, opened her mouth to retort but stopped herself at the sight of his smirk. [i]Everything's fine. Keep your shit together, Pryce. It's just Ryobi.[/i]

The warden closed her eyes for a second of relief at that last statement, and laughed softly at herself. She trusted this guy. Hell, she probably trusted him more than her own damn self right now. But she would rather bite off her own fingers than admit that Ginhearst had gotten her a lot more shaken than she cared to admit, and so complied by sinking down onto the bench without protest. Tilting her head back so that Ryobi could see the wound, she allowed a few hisses and flinches to betray her while he cleaned it. In all honesty, she had been so focused on recollecting herself under the comforting spray of water that she'd temporarily forgotten all about it. Once again, Ito had her ass covered, and Janetta's gratitude came in the form of listening to him without interruption; especially when he got to admitting his theory on this whole situation.

Her brows had furrowed as her gaze floated up to the man, who was now dressing the wound. She scoffed as if to say "obviously" when he mentioned the bit about trusting her. Did he really think someone on their team could be behind this shit show? Impossible. Well, not impossible - but definitely improbable. Why? Janetta supposed that was the million dollar question.

When Ryobi had finished with the bandages, Jan stood up from the bench, sweeping up the pistol beside her as she went. She checked the mag to see how many bullets were left, and satisfied with finding it full, she clicked it back into place just as Ito was finishing up. The warden tucked the barrel of the pistol behind her into the waistband of her jeans, and made to respond with her thoughts just as Ito spoke again:[/color] "I'm damn glad we didn't lose you too, Jan."

[color=#ddd1be]The tone of his voice was something almost foreign to her. They were never really sentimental with each other; it just wasn't their thing, and that worked perfectly well for them. In her denial of her current state, it almost offended her that he would bring it back up like this, after she had just worked so hard to get it under wraps before he caught up with her. "I'm fine," she snapped, her expression akin to a glare as she looked back at him. "I'm fine. I'm just-" She stopped herself, averted her eyes from his face and forced herself to take a breath. 

After a moment, she shrugged her shoulders, and again, the vulnerability he witnessed in her office crept back into her figure. "It's done. Keep moving." It almost seemed as if she were just talking to herself, but she met his gaze again, and shifted her weight forward as if she were going to move towards him but changed her mind. "I'll be fine," she said decisively, though her voice was soft. Then she added, "I'm glad we didn't lose you either, Ryobi."[/color]