[ So that might have been one of the most traumatizing things Drake's ever gone through, which is saying something... he has to work through it, where he failed exactly and possibly some therapy for being unable to do anything but crawl weakly towards them with just his arms before the explosion. But that's later. The first thing he does when he wakes up is calm the fuck down, steady his breathing and do his best to get the images of their gruesome death out of his mind. He pictures the others whole and calm and is just relieved that dying in the simulation apparently doesn't mean you die in real life. This isn't a sci-fi movie with a chosen one, they have to work together. They have to find each other.
He searches until he hears rough breathing, someone who's clearly also been through an ordeal.
It's the kid.
Fuck.
Drake hustles over, has to curb the instincts that usually lead to his power activating because a glitch won't be helpful right now, and speaks gently. ]
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He searches until he hears rough breathing, someone who's clearly also been through an ordeal.
It's the kid.
Fuck.
Drake hustles over, has to curb the instincts that usually lead to his power activating because a glitch won't be helpful right now, and speaks gently. ]
Hey. You're back. It'll be okay.