[ That clasp to the shoulder earns Steve a weary sort of smile, a distant thing with fatigue caused by the environment rather than the man himself. He appreciates the gesture, and can only nod back at the orders. ]
Right behind you.
[ He agrees, and the pair of them fall into step. Move from hall to hall with coordinated efficiency, pulling rubble away from blocked doors, helping up the injured and field dressing anything that stands out. There isn't much, the people here are surprisingly capable, but it feels good to do a sweep. Feels normal, feels like the kind of thing they would have done out in the real world.
They move with synchronization, like two halves of a whole, a well-oiled machine. For a minute, it's nice. For a minute, it's easy. ]
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Right behind you.
[ He agrees, and the pair of them fall into step. Move from hall to hall with coordinated efficiency, pulling rubble away from blocked doors, helping up the injured and field dressing anything that stands out. There isn't much, the people here are surprisingly capable, but it feels good to do a sweep. Feels normal, feels like the kind of thing they would have done out in the real world.
They move with synchronization, like two halves of a whole, a well-oiled machine. For a minute, it's nice. For a minute, it's easy. ]