[What is there to add to that, but his agreement comes in the way he pulls both of them a little tighter.
The sound of Jon's voice is almost eaten entirely by the soft lapping of now- now nearly tepid waters.
-rtin?
But it couldn't be Jon, there's no lift in this building.
Tim?
The voice is sharp, and a tiny little bit of ... something that pulls the attention in an unconscious way. He ends up looking up, blinking away the blurriness of his vision to see-
On one hand he's DESPERATELY glad to see him.
On the other.
Did that stubborn bastard just. Just abandon his chair at the bottom of the stairs? Did he bring it at all?]
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The sound of Jon's voice is almost eaten entirely by the soft lapping of now- now nearly tepid waters.
-rtin?
But it couldn't be Jon, there's no lift in this building.
Tim?
The voice is sharp, and a tiny little bit of ... something that pulls the attention in an unconscious way. He ends up looking up, blinking away the blurriness of his vision to see-
On one hand he's DESPERATELY glad to see him.
On the other.
Did that stubborn bastard just. Just abandon his chair at the bottom of the stairs? Did he bring it at all?]