#b4byeagle

"they always come back for some reason," the trick is waiting and not get distracted. difficult sometimes, but claire trusts ashley will figure what works best for her eventually. "hey, you're a good shot though." beat, hand offered towards the blonde to help her get up. "good job, agent."

❝ i know, i'm okay though. still got plenty more blood to lose. ❞ he'll survive. he always does. eyes focus on ashley, checking her over for any injuries that she may have sustained in the fall, relieved to find she fared better. not unscathed, but not fatally injured either. clutching at the burning arm, he nods to the exit of the collapsed area. ❝ let's get out of here, yeah? ❞

“Fuck, dude, you’re saving my life right now.” Maybe dramatic, but it feels real. “This shit is like.. god, I feel like such a baby complaining about it but it sucks!”

the swelling of his ankle is nearly unbearable. the feeling of the bear trap still wrapped around it leaving a searing pain in its wake. every step on the uneven terrain is a reminder of the toll he's taken. he has to thank the adrenaline pumping through him for the fact that he can still walk on it, for the fact that his entire body hasn't given up yet. the accumulation of everything will certainly come soon, but rest will come only, and only when this mission is complete, and [ ASHLEY GRAHAM ] is home safe, and las plagas free. " don't worry about me, " the response is quick, his head canting towards ashley, hoping his expression gives at least something akin to comfort. " nothing i can't walk off. . . how're you doing? still thinking this is the line of work you might want to get into? "