[It's a good thing Crow isn't uttering those apologies out loud, because Rean wouldn't hear a word of them. His own eyes are serious, resolute... but not cold. Still warm, still betraying that underlying worry.
He doesn't know what's wrong, Crow. He's sorry.
The Engineering Building, though? That was the place Crow had showed them in Thors, Rean remembers that clearly. That brings some clarity to at least what Crow's experiencing, if not why.]
Your apartment.
[He confirms that with the same voice as before, without an ounce of judgement. Crow should know well enough that Rean – both the one in front of him and the one in his bleeding memories – can be meek at times, but right now, he's not showing a trace of it.
Gently, he pries Crow's fingers away from his sleeve, taking that hand into his own and pushing himself to his feet without letting go. He's basically forcing Crow to take his hand to help himself up – right now, he doesn't really trust Crow's footing.]
Come on. Hold on to me, if you have to. I'll get you back, I promise.
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He doesn't know what's wrong, Crow. He's sorry.
The Engineering Building, though? That was the place Crow had showed them in Thors, Rean remembers that clearly. That brings some clarity to at least what Crow's experiencing, if not why.]
Your apartment.
[He confirms that with the same voice as before, without an ounce of judgement. Crow should know well enough that Rean – both the one in front of him and the one in his bleeding memories – can be meek at times, but right now, he's not showing a trace of it.
Gently, he pries Crow's fingers away from his sleeve, taking that hand into his own and pushing himself to his feet without letting go. He's basically forcing Crow to take his hand to help himself up – right now, he doesn't really trust Crow's footing.]
Come on. Hold on to me, if you have to. I'll get you back, I promise.