[ He can't help but lean into that touch, eyes opening to find Claude's locked on his face. He can't help but hold it, unable to tear his gaze away. It helps him get a better grip on his composure, even though in truth, it's just as shredded as his hands are. He has a feeling a little bandaging isn't going to do much about that, however.
Claude wanders off to find something suitable to use and he manages to drag himself out of the way, wedging himself back into the closest thing he can find to a corner, limiting the directions anything or anyone can come at him right now. He curls up into a ball there, arms wrapping around his legs and forehead resting on his knees, although his senses are utterly attuned to any sound around him, still hyper-alert for any threat.
He recognizes the soft tread of Claude's footsteps and some part of him is amused by the fact that he can recognize the other man from that alone, after their days down here. He lifts his head enough to watch the process, gaze occasionally flicking around their surroundings. ]
Did any of the others make it back? Besides me and Steve?
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Claude wanders off to find something suitable to use and he manages to drag himself out of the way, wedging himself back into the closest thing he can find to a corner, limiting the directions anything or anyone can come at him right now. He curls up into a ball there, arms wrapping around his legs and forehead resting on his knees, although his senses are utterly attuned to any sound around him, still hyper-alert for any threat.
He recognizes the soft tread of Claude's footsteps and some part of him is amused by the fact that he can recognize the other man from that alone, after their days down here. He lifts his head enough to watch the process, gaze occasionally flicking around their surroundings. ]
Did any of the others make it back? Besides me and Steve?