"...Fine-an hour or two, sure-now hurry-"
It was clear from her tone that she didn't think he'd feel compelled to come back for her...or that she didn't think she'd survive-
It got worse over the course of the hour. The ship lurched more and more, water rushing into the bottom of her cell and she shivered miserably, frantically gripping onto the bars-the door to Shinsou's empty cell slammed back and forth as if to point out he was gone-she wondered if he'd gotten out, wondered if he was at the port by now-it would absolutely destroy her if he hadn't escaped-