"He wants York compliant. I think we've been giving him too much for too little in return." She hauls York up onto his knees on the bed, other hand sneaking back to rest on Delta's chip. "Talk or you lose your friend."

"Take him and you got nothing to keep me in this room." There's no blood on his teeth when he smiles, but it's just as vicious as her voice. "Next time I get out? I'm blow'n something up. So think REAL hard if that's worth it."