It's instinct to freeze, mid-step, my heart lodging in the back of my throat. Because he sounds so fucking terrified and because I trust him. I nearly take a dive, not even knowing what the fuck I'm diving from, but then something in his face changes and he doesn't look so terrified anymore.
Mostly, he just looks confused.
"Mathias..." I call, taking a slow, cautious step toward him, "What the fuck's goin' on?"
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Date: 2012-09-05 04:06 am (UTC)Mostly, he just looks confused.
"Mathias..." I call, taking a slow, cautious step toward him, "What the fuck's goin' on?"