Re: Friday just after dark. Claire N, Logan, Sam, and OTA- Running from the Carnage
Sam was barely aware of anything else around him right now. He was watching Claire's face for any sign of recognition or life, desperately clinging to the hope that he hadn't just lost another one of his disjointed 'family'. He'd sit there and wait for it all night if he had to, though deep down he knew she was gone the second he'd got to her. The thing that snapped him out of it was Claire's weight being taken from him. Reflexively he fought against it, initially thinking it was a raptor, only calming when he finally focused on Logan lifting Claire over his shoulder.
He stared blankly for a minute or so before he seemed to come back to his senses somewhat. "Right, yeah." He said quietly, as if he had just woken up. He picked up Claire's gun, in one hand and held his own with the other and he took off down what was left of the hallway.