[ There's only so much longer this can go on. Erik has been doing what he can to keep grounded. Or rather, centered, as the ground isn't an option as they're floating in the vacuum of space with only a sliver of steel and ceramic between them and the void.
Don't think about that. Think about something else. Focus. Breathe in, breathe out. Feel the air as it moves.
He walks. Which is nice, actually. He wasn't able to do that in his cell beneath the Pentagon. Walking the halls feels less like pacing in circles.
There's somebody in front of him. On the floor. Weeping. It's Alex. Because Erik is not in solitary confinement. Other people are here. He rubs the bite mark on his neck, under the collar of his jumpsuit. Other people are definitely here. No matter how hard it is, they aren't alone. It's better.
He crouches in front of Alex and waits a moment, wondering if he will notice him before he speaks. ]
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Don't think about that. Think about something else. Focus. Breathe in, breathe out. Feel the air as it moves.
He walks. Which is nice, actually. He wasn't able to do that in his cell beneath the Pentagon. Walking the halls feels less like pacing in circles.
There's somebody in front of him. On the floor. Weeping. It's Alex. Because Erik is not in solitary confinement. Other people are here. He rubs the bite mark on his neck, under the collar of his jumpsuit. Other people are definitely here. No matter how hard it is, they aren't alone. It's better.
He crouches in front of Alex and waits a moment, wondering if he will notice him before he speaks. ]
Alex. Look at me.