[She makes a noise from between her teeth, a short bark of sound that's halfway to a laugh. Fuck you and your dead weight.]

What options? They weren't telling us shit. They were practically taunting us. You can't tell me you're actually okay with that?

[And she twists one arm around to pinch at Kate's leg, catching as much meat as she can between thumb and forefinger.]

They're not going to rescue us.