( after what happened to alex, prax's chest has felt a little tighter, worry a heavier weight on his shoulders than it already had been. mei is still gone and he is no closer to finding her, no closer to knowing whether she's still herself or a hybrid, whether she's human or something else, whether she's dead or alive —but now added to that is the fear of this place, fear for the people who're helping him. who've been kind to him.
he doesn't know bobbie as well as amos or alex, but his heart still clenches painfully when he finds her looking tired and thin in the mess hall. she looks exhausted. more so even than he feels. )
Hello.
( once he's a little closer, he realises that something is seriously wrong. ) Here. Let me help. ( he reaches for the plate. )
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he doesn't know bobbie as well as amos or alex, but his heart still clenches painfully when he finds her looking tired and thin in the mess hall. she looks exhausted. more so even than he feels. )
Hello.
( once he's a little closer, he realises that something is seriously wrong. ) Here. Let me help. ( he reaches for the plate. )