Micah Castro Braden // Doctor Watson, I presume (acatalyst) wrote in bellumlogs,
Micah touched his fingers to Iris' hair, and then he pushed the elevator button. "No. We had to read shit from a book," he said, while some thing looked at us from an aquarium." He sounded like he hated the damn building, and in that moment he did. Why did it stick Iris in something like that, while putting him in something ridiculously easy to handle. "If this building was a person..." he started, jaw clenching and voice trailing off.
He forced himself to breathe deeply as the doors to the elevator opened, and he motioned to his apartment and then opened the door, so Peter could get her inside. "Bed's to the right," he said. "Thanks for taking care of her," he added, even though Iris wasn't his. He felt protective of her, and he was glad she'd had someone she'd trusted with her at least.
"I think she'd like it if you stuck around until she woke up," he said honestly. "I'll get something to jolt her out of it."