Josephine stiffened slightly, arching away from the guards touch and pressing her back harder against the wall. She shook her head at the mention of being brought into another cell, desperate not to be separated from Raoul; his company was the only thing keeping her from breaking down. He was her only sense of hope. Her head turned as she heard Raoul's voice, looking over at him with saddened eyes. She knew he was upset by this, as anyone would be, but if he spoke out he may be beaten again.