[ Σ ]—— If he looked back on this, he might have punched himself straight in the teeth for doing what he’d done, or he might have not. Thinking about it now that he’s laying on the ground, aching everywhere, is probably the silliest thing to do after coming out of a dangerous situation.
It wasn’t his business, but he still decided to jump in. He had no powers, he could not control the girl and drag her to safety, but that didn’t stop his stubborn arse from giving it a try. What he wanted to do was only accessible through his own body, legs first, arms next, rushing towards his target before the car proceeding at high speed could hit her. And it worked... somehow.
He might have shattered his own shoulder after the impact... but it worked.
“Are you hurt?” he asks, unable to hide winces of pain from twisting his face. He hopes the tackling didn’t rough the poor girl up too much. It’s great that she didn’t hit her head when they both fell to the ground, as their ears rang with the screeching of the car’s wheels that sped past them.
The place rustles with people, but their chattering is overruled by the hissing in the man’s ears and the accelerated beating of his heart. That was close. Goddamn. Close.