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A Conventional Approach

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"You'll be safer there," Skye moans mockingly, kicking at the door. "They won't challenge Ward when you're cuffed."

"Well, no one did!" Grant says defensively, and her face falls from her acute annoyance into frustration.

"Not helping," she barks, and he raises his hands like he's pleading innocence.

He'd been doing that a lot lately.

Skye turns back around, leaning against the door with a scowl. She twists her wrists, growling, and watches as Grant purses his lips.

"What? Not the circumstances you'd had in mind for seeing me in handcuffs?" she sneers.

"Something along those lines, yeah," he grins.