[He makes it sound so easy, and everything in her just wants to believe him, believe until she can do just that: fight her way to the surface and draw a clean breath.
Instead, every second that passes, she can feel her good air running out.
His question is met with a clench of her jaw and a shake of her head.] No, I'm fine. Probably better off alone.
[LIES, Scott. Smell and heartbeats don't come over comms, but her eyes are bright and her throat bobs as she swallows hard past the lump she can feel rising like a storm...she can feel herself unraveling, and it's nothing she wants Scott to see, so...LIES.]
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Instead, every second that passes, she can feel her good air running out.
His question is met with a clench of her jaw and a shake of her head.] No, I'm fine. Probably better off alone.
[LIES, Scott. Smell and heartbeats don't come over comms, but her eyes are bright and her throat bobs as she swallows hard past the lump she can feel rising like a storm...she can feel herself unraveling, and it's nothing she wants Scott to see, so...LIES.]
I'll catch you later, though, okay?