hand in hand

[ Rhode’s just as scare as Micah. Maybe not of dying, but of being accused of being the killer. He doesn’t want to be alone either, but can’t find Q. ]

[He was mostly just repeating the words for himself, rather than as a question. Again, Micah’s grip on Marigold’s leash tightens, though it’s out of nerves more than anything.]

[ He’s not sure what to do. He scuffs the floor with his foot a little bit. ]

[He’s a little hesitant to accept the others offer, but...the idea of being alone right now terrified him more than anything else that could happen. Coughing softly into his arm, Micah nods.]

[ He had been leaning against the wall across the hallway from Jupiter’s room, staring intently at her door. He’s still not sure any of this is real. He’s so… confused. It seemed real before the death, but now that someone actually died, it doesn’t seem real anymore. He never thought someone would actually listen to Kaia’s motive. He struggles to keep calm looking, to keep up his facade, but now he’s scared. ]

[ He looks up when he hears a door click down the hall. He says the other’s name in greeting, then returns to staring at Jupiter’s door. ]

[Micah wasn’t entirely sure if he was glad to see the other or not. It seemed as if everything had been thrown for a loop since the incident; and while he may not be good with others, he was relatively certain everyone else felt the same.

Sensing Micah’s tension, Marigold lets out a soft whine, returning his attention back to reality.]