[But he kind of does. Weirdly. Maybe just by instinct? It doesn't matter. Clawed or not, he leans down and offers Ryan a hand up.]
Just now I wished we were standing and now we are?
[This has to be the train. It has to be. What else could do this? Who else? His heart is still thundering in his chest, fear and anxiety in his throat.]
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[But he kind of does. Weirdly. Maybe just by instinct? It doesn't matter.
Clawed or not, he leans down and offers Ryan a hand up.]
Just now I wished we were standing and now we are?
[This has to be the train. It has to be. What else could do this? Who else? His heart is still thundering in his chest, fear and anxiety in his throat.]