Plus, he’s limping. And there’s this: a cane! “Hey,” I snap at the Sentinels and, by association, Vera. “That wasn’t all from the sharks!” “Maddy,” Dane says, hobbling on his cane and getting pulled back mercilessly by one of his giant Sentinel guards when he’s too close to the forbidden yellow line of doom. “Don’t worry. It’s fine. I’m fine.” “You don’t look fine,” I grumble. He cracks that crooked smile. “Really, Maddy, I am.” He’s holding clothes, lots of them, and goes to hand them over. Before he does, a Sentinel grabs them and shoves them clumsily through the bars, where they naturally sprinkle like grated cheese all over the floor. “Nice,” I hiss, picking up socks and a flannel shirt and tossing them onto my shiny, stainless steel table just as carelessly. “Real nice. Can we have some privacy please?” The Sentinel guards chuckle, but Vera gives them a look and they take four steps back immediately. Dang, maybe these Keepers are badass after all.
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