Re: log: eddie/bruce at the door
[Bruce barely blinked at Eddie's get-up, and while he could have done without the music he didn't comment on that either. He could hear his heart pounding in his ears, blood rushing, and every fiber of his being wanted to barrel through the other man, through the door itself, and out onto the other side. He wasn't in the mood for logic or reason, and he didn't actually realize that there was something over the door, not yet. He wouldn't like it much when he did.]
I don't care. [He fought remarkably hard to keep his voice even.] I might not become infected. And if I do, and she dies, what does it matter? I have time. She doesn't. I need to be there, Eddie. If she does-- [He broke off, and swallowed hard before taking another step forward, advancing.] Get out of the way. Please.