[ He's midway through an explanation when he hears his name being called. Something complicated happens in the cavern of his chest, a frantic squeeze that sets his pulse racing. Adam barely mumbles his apologies to the person he'd been speaking to before he's abandoning his demonstration to rise and search for her in the crowd of refuges.
He lets out a breath when their gaze locks, relief flitting over the exhaustion and fear. Adam doesn't think, he just strides over to her, ignoring everything else.
He's not alone. ]
Blue. Jesus. [ His hands hover when he reaches her, like he'd like to touch her to confirm she's real, or hug her because she's alive. ] Are you okay? Are you --? Christ, I thought I was the only one.
[ But maybe that was a silly thought, considering how intertwined they all are. ]
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He lets out a breath when their gaze locks, relief flitting over the exhaustion and fear. Adam doesn't think, he just strides over to her, ignoring everything else.
He's not alone. ]
Blue. Jesus. [ His hands hover when he reaches her, like he'd like to touch her to confirm she's real, or hug her because she's alive. ] Are you okay? Are you --? Christ, I thought I was the only one.
[ But maybe that was a silly thought, considering how intertwined they all are. ]