Benjamin nodded to Dia, then he turned his attention back on Rai. Her family. That probably meant she was somewhere before this institution with her mind.
"They can't harm you here," he told her. "I wish I could say you'll be safe here, but..." he made a helpless gesture with his arms and sighed. That was one promise he couldn't make. 

He turned back to Dia. "Do you suppose we should try to get her back into her body?" he asked her. "I don't think the infirmary is a locked place, if one of us feigns an injury then the other can come along for support and we get Ray with her body." He examined Dia. "Or... we dress you up as a nurse. They don't know you, so you could walk around as a nurse, at least for a little while, without people getting suspicious. And I know where the clean laundry is kept."

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Marc felt the brush of the hand and his heart rate spiked. Was it an accidental brush? Would she like her hand to be held? Was it too soon for holding her hand? He wanted to, but what if he took it and it really had been an accidental brush? He held his hand open and awkwardly touched one of her fingers. He had no objections to holding her hand, but he couldn't stop overthinking it.