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[center][h1][color=D61A66]Finley Alestair[/color][/h1]
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[i]Location: Silver Mine[/I][/center]
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Finley could retort that it was his own fault for telling her not to do something (which drives the deepest parts of her brain to urge her to do the exact thing she shouldn't do), but decided against it. Instead, she held back whatever feelings she was having when he grabbed her hand. This was what...the fourth time they've done this today? Dammit, she hated acting like a girl!

As they walked deeper, she could sense something going on with Declan. His grip wasn't as strong as it usually was. Before she knew it, he fell over. She quickly tried to help him up and that was when she saw the burns. [color=D61A66]"Jesus, Declan, are you allergic to silver or something? That's not normal. We need to get you out of here."[/color] She tried standing him up and having him lean on her for support. It didn't matter if Jenna was in here or not (presumably not and that irked her) she needed him out and safely away.