...He punched through a bulkhead. I don't think he's after me exactly. [Or he wouldn't have come this way. He slips inside and turns to face her. Again, he feels an instant kind of relief at the sight of her.
She's here. Alive. Just like Nidai is. It gives him hope that eventually they might all find their way here. Safe and away from all the troubles they'd faced.]
...But it was definitely Mark. The glasses on its face. It wouldn't make sense for them to be there and trapped like they were there for any other reason.
He didn't need to lure me in. He was watching me from the hole he punched in the bulkhead.
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She's here. Alive. Just like Nidai is. It gives him hope that eventually they might all find their way here. Safe and away from all the troubles they'd faced.]
...But it was definitely Mark. The glasses on its face. It wouldn't make sense for them to be there and trapped like they were there for any other reason.
He didn't need to lure me in. He was watching me from the hole he punched in the bulkhead.