Chicklet's PLs

She rested her hands on his shoulders. "I am glad that you were able to get away. And to know that you aren't actually dead, my friend." She said, gently. "We should go and see how we can help Rhyme, and between the four of us, perhaps we can find a way to ensure that no one else is treated this way. This so called game ends today." She stood fully, shoulders back, proud and tall. "Is there anything that I still need to go before we leave?"