Darcy was glad she hadn't given up on the door when the thing suddenly flew open with her tugging. She was almost glad the AI seemed to be on their side, at least a little. As soon as the heavy door was open wide enough for her to fit through she was through it, rushing in to the room and searching for her husband.
Her heart broke when she saw him, biting her lip under the scarf as tears stung her eyes. She was on her knees in front of him in seconds, pulling her bag from her him into her lap. "Bruce." she whispered, pulling the scarf down just enough to talk to him, "Bruce, god...I should have come sooner, I'm so sorry." Her words were rushed and emotional while she forced her mind to ignore the voices and the pain and just focus on him. She leaned in and kissed his forehead gently. "Come on Bruce, we gotta go okay? I brought you some things to wear." she told him, pulling out another scarf and hat and a pair of gloves, an extra jacket still rolled up inside.