Re: Pre into Post-Lockdown, Outside, Open.
Malcolm felt sick with worry, but he was going to try his best not to show it. He wasn't the one trapped inside, he didn't get to be the one who was worried right now.
He smiled and nodded, and then realised that obviously she couldn't see it. "I know you are, I know- just- aim for the nuts, the eyes, and break their fucking nose," he told her, rather like the advice he offered to Lucy pre-date night. Except this time he feared that Grey might have to actually use it.
"I love you. Go on, hide- you're going to be fine, just- go!"