[ his fingers flex just slightly, because it comes with the memory - watching her retreating back, tearing after her only to be stopped by ringo. too little, too late.
taair bites his lip. ]
... What condition do you think we'll find her in? [ dead? or something else? ]
no subject
taair bites his lip. ]
... What condition do you think we'll find her in? [ dead? or something else? ]