[ 'Think I'll live' gets a wry smile from Claude that's mostly to himself, because that's the exact standard they're both operating under right now. Nothing to do but keep moving forward, that as long as they're both standing there's more than can be done for others rather than themselves. A pod with someone inside waiting to be released. Digging through a collapsed house in Libertas again, but this time they're entirely on their own.
Steve finds a thorn jagged enough to cut through, and for a second Claude can only watch. He should be reaching forward to grab onto the edge of the plant just like they did to escape, but apprehension locks him into place even though his expression stays steady. What if Sylvain's inside? (What if he's not?)
Enough stalling. Swallowing hard, he grabs onto the pod and pulls. It tears with an awful noise which makes a shudder run down his back, but it's easier going than their own escape with the aid of the thorn cutting through layers. With a rather disgusting amount of slime pouring out - something in much higher quantities than their own pod - comes a kid no older than a teenager, if he had to make a guess right then.
Claude sets his jaw momentarily as he immediately kneels down to pat their face gently in hopes of bringing them back to consciousness until they stir. ]
Easy does it. [ He says it with calmness he doesn't really feel deep on the inside, but when their eyes open he manages a believable enough smile meant to be steadying more than anything else with so many unknowns for them all. ] You're alright. Anyone else in there with you?
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Steve finds a thorn jagged enough to cut through, and for a second Claude can only watch. He should be reaching forward to grab onto the edge of the plant just like they did to escape, but apprehension locks him into place even though his expression stays steady. What if Sylvain's inside? (What if he's not?)
Enough stalling. Swallowing hard, he grabs onto the pod and pulls. It tears with an awful noise which makes a shudder run down his back, but it's easier going than their own escape with the aid of the thorn cutting through layers. With a rather disgusting amount of slime pouring out - something in much higher quantities than their own pod - comes a kid no older than a teenager, if he had to make a guess right then.
Claude sets his jaw momentarily as he immediately kneels down to pat their face gently in hopes of bringing them back to consciousness until they stir. ]
Easy does it. [ He says it with calmness he doesn't really feel deep on the inside, but when their eyes open he manages a believable enough smile meant to be steadying more than anything else with so many unknowns for them all. ] You're alright. Anyone else in there with you?