I can't let her stand trial. Her head lolled; she snapped it back. I have to find . . . I need to go . . . She couldn't even lift her weighted arm to her head. Damn it, Roarke, damn it, that was a tranq. Go to sleep, he murmured and gently unhooked her weapon harness and set it aside. Lie back. Inducing chemicals on unknowing people is a violation of . . . She slipped deeper, barely felt him unbutton her shirt. Arrest me in the morning, he suggested. He undressed her, then himself, before slipping into bed beside her. Just sleep now. She slept, but even there, dreams chased her.
The passage describes a tense moment where a character struggles against the effects of a tranquilizer. Despite her effort to remain alert, she is unable to resist the sedative, prompting someone named Roarke to intervene. He reassures her as he removes her weapon and encourages her to lie back and sleep, despite her protests about the ethics of using such substances without consent. The atmosphere is filled with a sense of urgency and inevitability as she succumbs to exhaustion.
As she loses consciousness, the dream world begins to invade her rest, suggesting that her turmoil continues even in sleep. Roarke's actions, while intended to be protective, blur the lines of trust and morality, highlighting the complexities of their relationship. This moment encapsulates themes of vulnerability and the interplay of power, reflecting the emotional stakes at play in their lives.
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