[He talks and he listens. He watches her move, and he tastes his heart beating in his throat, but somehow he talks around it. He'll talk as long as she needs, about nothing, about stupid shit, he doesn't care. As long as she gets here.
When the pounding starts he falls silent: his comm clatters to the floor, giving her just a view of the ceiling. But it's only a second later that he's wrenching open the infirmary door, wrapping an arm tight around her and hauling her toward him, forward, out of the hall. He slams the door shut again, and for a moment, just holds her against his chest. He's afraid to let go, even though he knows he has to make sure she's uninjured.]
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When the pounding starts he falls silent: his comm clatters to the floor, giving her just a view of the ceiling. But it's only a second later that he's wrenching open the infirmary door, wrapping an arm tight around her and hauling her toward him, forward, out of the hall. He slams the door shut again, and for a moment, just holds her against his chest. He's afraid to let go, even though he knows he has to make sure she's uninjured.]
It's okay. It's okay, you're here. You're safe. You're safe now.