[ He's crouched down beside III now, one hand on the other boy's arm. He felt that shudder, rattling from the cuff on III's wrist to the one on Yuma's, and he's clamping down as hard as he can on the urge to just yank them both out the window and away from whatever the hell is going on. ]
Hang on. I'll bust you loose! [ And without any further warning than the usual kattobing spirit and probably too much yelling, Yuma punches the ruptured floorboard until it splinters away, widening the gap enough for III to get his hand out. ]
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[ He's crouched down beside III now, one hand on the other boy's arm. He felt that shudder, rattling from the cuff on III's wrist to the one on Yuma's, and he's clamping down as hard as he can on the urge to just yank them both out the window and away from whatever the hell is going on. ]
Hang on. I'll bust you loose! [ And without any further warning than the usual kattobing spirit and probably too much yelling, Yuma punches the ruptured floorboard until it splinters away, widening the gap enough for III to get his hand out. ]