fragment -5

"Josephine, please! I have nowhere else to go, I have nothing, please just... you can do what you want with me, but please just let me stay."

She doesn't visibly react.

"Please!" the beaver begs, tears streaming down her face.

The mole fiddles with the buttons of her labcoat absentmindedly.

"Josephine, I'm fucking begging you, you do realise that if you don't I'm going to die? You do know that, right?"

Josephine smiles inscrutably. "Oh, alright. Don't worry. I'll take good care of you. For as long as is necessary."