Han's grip continues to tighten with her forearm across Cait's neck. Maybe talking wasn't such a good idea, as getting much more air is going to be hard.
"You don't understand." So hard to stay awake and coherent.
"Its not that. If I just... just wanted you to stop, I would break your neck right now. But that... that would endanger our mission. I can't kill you, or they would kill me."
She takes a deep breath, body shuddering now as her muscles contract over her locked joints. "But I can't let go... my powers... if you do not stop, I will freeze to death, and crush every bone in your neck. Is beating me worth... worth choking to death? And if your friends cut my arm off in time, you will still be paralyzed. You must stop."
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