Re: [No. 3: Iris & Sam]
Iris could practically feel the two of them devolving around each other, each of their own problems feeding into the other, and that so-tiny, so-quiet logical part of her brain pointed out calmly that this was where they always ran into difficulties. That the issues they had were just similar enough to almost be a connection point, but just different enough that one caused a worsening of the other, in a twisted cycle that ended up with both of them broken in the end.
She didn't have time for that very quiet voice though, not with the way everything else was still so loud and filled with panic. She saw that stutter of thought behind Sam's eyes, didn't know what was turning there, only that it wasn't good. Something that required Sam to practically shake herself to get it to stop. And for as much as Sam thought she needed to protect Iris, Iris wanted to keep her sister from harm as well. Needed to keep her sister from harm. She tried to segment her thoughts, keep the panic away from the logical, but most of her mind boiled together in a mixture of the two.
Sam's 'NO' made Iris jerk in surprise, but it took a little nudge of that logical part of her brain to remind her that Sam maybe didn't like enclosed spaces. Her own expression crumpled into a wince, but she nodded, abandoning that thought as even a possibility. "No, if you're going out, I'm going with you. I'm not going to stay here if you're leaving." She wasn't going to stay somewhere that might be safe if Sam was going somewhere that definitely wasn't safe. She paused, and then whispered. "Do we run again?"