Thorne: Touch who? -they ready their sword- Kid, I'm not going to attack you. Unless, of course, you attack me. Now, why don't we just… talk about this? Mmm?
James: Wha… -she falls to the floor, but remains sort of awake. She blinks quickly, fighting whatever it was that Isobel gave her- What'd you do? -she shakes her head, then stabs her remaining knife into her arm- Wake up! -she screams, dark magenta blood dripping down her arm-