One of the guards was going to shoo Didier off when he first saw him approaching, but his attitude quickly changed when he realized who it was. He recognized the young man from the campaign ads that the senior D'Toussaint had run in order to flaunt his 'family values.'
In the beginning of the two-minute television bit, Argent D'Toussaint had walked (addressing the audience all the while) through a quaint living room to a kitchen (neither were actually theirs). There a smiling wife & son happily prepared a family meal (as if they ever cooked meals for themselves, even then).
Didier had been the son in that scene, proudly wielding a chopping board full of diced vegetables. His siblings made their debut when Argent took the pot of food to a picnic table outside where the other D'Toussaints were seated.
The captor cleared his throat instead & straightened out his posture. "She's a dangerous radical extremist," he finally replied. "Responsible for the death of several innocent workers during their theft of a shipping truck."
"She'll be responsible for a lot more deaths when those pills don't get to their intended destination!" The second guard kicked Sara-Lin once more in the hip.
"Hey, watch it!" Didier accidentally let his facade of aloofness slip for split-second. He looked down at Sara-lin once more. He saw one of her hands weakly fumbling with a scrap of paper. He hastily added, "If she's unconscious she won't be able to name the other trash that helped her carry out her filthy crimes."
"That's what I've been tryin' to tell this knucklehead!" The first guard snarled and smacked the second guard on the back of his head.
"Well we had to make sure she was roughed up some! She's dangerous!"
Didier interrupted the two's bickering. "Here, let me help you lift her up." He bent down to lift Sara-Lin up & took the opportunity to snatch up the paper scrap as well. The first guard, still scolding the second, rushed over to help him lift her.
"Don't just stand there, you dolt! He's not going to help me carry her there the whole way, so hurry up & grab his end!" He tried to position Sara-Lin in a way that her weight was more so on him than on Didier.
The second guard grumbled but took over for Didier as he was ordered to.
Didier watched as the bizarre trio hobbled away. He wished there was more that he could do for the girl, but, given her committed crimes, there was nothing he could have done at the moment without seeming like a sympathizer. He reached into his pocket & felt the crumpled parchment he had taken from her.