[Laura has rolled onto her back by the time Josh has arrived at her side, coughing up blood. Josh's hands on her wrists are a warm comfort; so are his words and reassuring face hovering above her. She thinks it is... special, how much he seems to care about everything, even her.]
I am fine.
[She rasps the words out, wincing as she detracts her claws, free of Polaris' control, her wounds closing quickly. She wheezes and coughs as she rolls over to kneel, blood still in her lungs.]
no subject
I am fine.
[She rasps the words out, wincing as she detracts her claws, free of Polaris' control, her wounds closing quickly. She wheezes and coughs as she rolls over to kneel, blood still in her lungs.]
Our mission. Havok.