Joel, for his part, was in much the same position. It had been one hell of a day, that was for sure. Or maybe days, it was hard to tell how long he'd been out or anything like that.
And the questions were crowding into his head, but part of him wasn't sure he wanted to know, just yet. Part of him, really just wanted to fall back into their old routines, like they weren't in an arena with their every move being watched, like they were back home, back on the road, just the two of them hunting for the Fireflies. Perimeter checks, taking turns sleeping and keeping watch, the usual stuff they'd been doing for months.
Especially after what happened in Salt Lake City.
She's not breathin'.
"Got any more friends we might be runnin' into soon?" he offered lightly, by way of starting up a conversation as he leaned against a display case wearily. It would give her room to talk about whoever - or whatever - she wanted, without pressuring her for anything she might not be ready for, he thought.
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And the questions were crowding into his head, but part of him wasn't sure he wanted to know, just yet. Part of him, really just wanted to fall back into their old routines, like they weren't in an arena with their every move being watched, like they were back home, back on the road, just the two of them hunting for the Fireflies. Perimeter checks, taking turns sleeping and keeping watch, the usual stuff they'd been doing for months.
Especially after what happened in Salt Lake City.
She's not breathin'.
"Got any more friends we might be runnin' into soon?" he offered lightly, by way of starting up a conversation as he leaned against a display case wearily. It would give her room to talk about whoever - or whatever - she wanted, without pressuring her for anything she might not be ready for, he thought.