<span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: times new roman;"><strong>He looked between them, his teeth bared a little with pain and anger.  He was in a predicament. He couldn't go the rest of the journey without sleeping at some point, so he couldn't just let them go.  They would just return and kill him while he slept.  HE would have to keep one of them hostage, or did he need to keep them all?  Keeping them together was risky, if one escaped from bindings then they would release the others and kill him, but no different if he only had one and they returned.  He could feel the curved of her body pressed up against his form and it was clouding his judgement, as was the supple bodies of the other two.<br/><br/>"You don't understand me, do you?"  He asked to them all, wondering if he could even communicate with them to make demands.    </strong></span>