You're calm. That's what good it's done you. Anyone else would be panicking under these circumstances.
[ It's a rare, vague attempt at comfort from her. She chalks it up to the faint memories stirred inside of her of the last man she may have considered a father.
That and she can't stand self-deprecation.
Her body remains still, trying to feel any breeze whatsoever or spy any light source coming in, but it's a futile gesture. They're both better off simply walking around until they run into an exit. ]
...And is that your way of suggesting we split up to cover more ground? How do I know you'd even come back if you do find an opening?
[ They've only just met, so this man could very well run off and leave her to wander indefinitely. The question is whether or not she'd do the same, although she already knows the answer to that.
no subject
[ It's a rare, vague attempt at comfort from her. She chalks it up to the faint memories stirred inside of her of the last man she may have considered a father.
That and she can't stand self-deprecation.
Her body remains still, trying to feel any breeze whatsoever or spy any light source coming in, but it's a futile gesture. They're both better off simply walking around until they run into an exit. ]
...And is that your way of suggesting we split up to cover more ground? How do I know you'd even come back if you do find an opening?
[ They've only just met, so this man could very well run off and leave her to wander indefinitely. The question is whether or not she'd do the same, although she already knows the answer to that.
Nostalgia is a hard emotion to shake off. ]