[ there's a momentary sway of surprise when the elevator moves that has her hands returning to his jacket. Stability, of course. She's too disoriented by the movement to look up at him, but that leaves her sifting through the layers of his voice for hints. Perhaps it's just her imagination, soaked in exhaustion as it is, but it feels as though there's something vulnerable, almost wistful about him. ]
It would appear I'm needed here, first.
[ but this is very softly stated, because she can't be sure that's really the reason for her presence here, and because he's right. She needs to be by Break's side, doesn't she? ]
Alvin... [ and now she peers up at him, carefully. She doesn't know the situation. She can take her cues from very little. ] Are you all right?
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It would appear I'm needed here, first.
[ but this is very softly stated, because she can't be sure that's really the reason for her presence here, and because he's right. She needs to be by Break's side, doesn't she? ]
Alvin... [ and now she peers up at him, carefully. She doesn't know the situation. She can take her cues from very little. ] Are you all right?