[ The floor beneath them trembles as his hand touches her shoulder, and the lights flicker. A rattling sound come from the night table—the drawer, shaking on its tracks. While Fitz's gaze darts for the door, Skye glances around, eyes wide. Well, that's spooky. Haunted comes last on the list of things she wants to add to this hotel to make it feel homier. ]
We need to keep looking. [ Drawing herself to action has always been her preferred way of dealing with (read: not dealing with) strong, heart-wringing emotions. Her fear for Trip, for Coulson, her uncertainty about herself and Raina. It'll all get buried down in favor of dealing with the one thing she can do: look for the rest of the team. ] We need to find them.
[ Her nods are earnest and hurried, accompanied by a watery tone of voice and eyes that are mistier still. She's choked up, but doesn't want to admit it. She just wanted to make things right. She just wanted to stop this from going wrong, but it was the wrong call. Going down there, it was wrong. And now—
She breaks away from him, taking a series of deliberate steps backward before turning for the door. ]
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We need to keep looking. [ Drawing herself to action has always been her preferred way of dealing with (read: not dealing with) strong, heart-wringing emotions. Her fear for Trip, for Coulson, her uncertainty about herself and Raina. It'll all get buried down in favor of dealing with the one thing she can do: look for the rest of the team. ] We need to find them.
[ Her nods are earnest and hurried, accompanied by a watery tone of voice and eyes that are mistier still. She's choked up, but doesn't want to admit it. She just wanted to make things right. She just wanted to stop this from going wrong, but it was the wrong call. Going down there, it was wrong. And now—
She breaks away from him, taking a series of deliberate steps backward before turning for the door. ]