All of this said silently to himself as he tries to get his words to work again, his shaky breathing the only indicator for a moment that he’s still there.]
Which… Right. Right, I’m on…
[His brain won’t work. This isn’t the adrenaline rush of a heist going wrong, this the fear of someone looking at a monster from from another dimension and even after the better part of a year still not being able to slot it easily into his lived experience. This is the reaction of someone who knows they’ve just slipped into the category of prey animal.]
They’re moving. They’re going… some of them are going away. Some of them… aren’t.
[There's a rapid burst of gunfire from Shaw's end of the line, and it's a few seconds before she answers - but she hasn't hung up so far, and she doesn't know.]
What level, Neal.
[Her voice isn't reassuring, at least not in any normal sense of the term. But it's focused, and it's steady.]
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All of this said silently to himself as he tries to get his words to work again, his shaky breathing the only indicator for a moment that he’s still there.]
Which… Right. Right, I’m on…
[His brain won’t work. This isn’t the adrenaline rush of a heist going wrong, this the fear of someone looking at a monster from from another dimension and even after the better part of a year still not being able to slot it easily into his lived experience. This is the reaction of someone who knows they’ve just slipped into the category of prey animal.]
They’re moving. They’re going… some of them are going away. Some of them… aren’t.
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What level, Neal.
[Her voice isn't reassuring, at least not in any normal sense of the term. But it's focused, and it's steady.]
I'm coming for you.
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[And he can't be more articulate than that. There's a panicked shit and he disconnects.]
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[Goddammit, she'd been hoping to keep him on the line with her. At least she has a location.]