// @starsdestined sent, “ you're not alone. ”
Her voice came through the comms as little more than static, the words barely intelligible. He knew them for what they were, however, no matter how mangled they may be. Enough years of working alongside another, and you just knew. He blinked, as though the motion might dispel the clinging darkness about him, absent of all light — artificial or natural. ❛ I appreciate it, Sam. But let’s be real, here. You’ve got more important things to do than babysit me. ❜ A rescue team would be on their way already, he knew, and for all his precise location in the rubble of the damaged vessel might be unknown, it was only a matter of time. He could endure long enough, could wait...
Or so he told himself. At the very least, he did not think he would run out of air, though the pieces of bulkhead currently pinning his legs left him unable to test the bounds of his environment, to know how big it was. ❛ It’s okay; you don’t have to sit and talk to me. Just... Just promise me someone’s on their way. ❜