"We take turns leaning against it?" she asked, seeing the look. She was used to living like that. Not with Morse. No one was stupid enough to try and mess with Morse. But before. Back when she... Back before. But she never took many turns at the door. Sever.... she gagged. Just thinking about him she gagged and doubled over, fighting the angry tears that threatened. She crumpled to the floor and clung to her new clothes, trying not to scream. Puking wasn't much of an issue, she hadn't eaten enough to worry about losing anything.