Enchantress tightened her grip on him slightly, as if it was to remind him he was to her whim right now. She could do anything she wished. “You want her back don’t you?” She asked him, her breath brushing over his ear before her tongue flicked out to capture a droplet of blood. “Waller has me on a chain as she does you. By helping me, we are all free. I can give you what you truly desire if you agree.”
Rick’s chin tilted upward slightly, jaw tense under the witch’s clutch, but he sat firm. Death hadn’t phased him before… but June was counting on him to stick around on her behalf. He didn’t respond and as her tongue slid over his damp skin Flag leant away though he couldn’t move far. “You’d never let go of June…” The Colonel muttered, loud enough for them to hear. Moone had become her host, capsule, was there any real reason Enchantress would break that bond? Rick didn’t toy with the chance that the witch might seek out someone else. Out of respect for June. It took some time for him to respond to her generous offer, “.. I would betray my desire before I betray her.”