;;
[ either one of them could move, or they could simply let the damned thing crush them to death.
if he was going to die, it wasn't going to be like this. ]
For fuck's sake--
[ and he pushes away from the smooth curve of the barrier. his legs have stopped quivering; his hands, steady. it's a first, and in the back of his mind, he wishes it would have happened for some other circumstance than this.
despite her warning, he reaches out, hands at the side of her head, as if to pull her toward him. ]