[ Steve, meanwhile, assumes a totally casual nothing-to-see-here sort of pose, folding his arms over his chest as he leans against the counter. ]
Hey, Griffin. Thanks for doing this. [ He greets Clarke far more nonchalantly than he's actually feeling. There had been a brief moment there in which he'd almost been able to ignore the gravity of all of this, and it had been nice, but now said gravity is back in full, a crushing weight on his shoulders. He dreads to see what Eddie's wounds look like, and he dreads the conversations that will follow. He's torn between selfish delight in having a friend here and absolute despair that Eddie's going to be trapped on this goddamn ship just like the rest of them, subject to whatever sick shit the Captain can come up with.
All in all, it's really not much better than the last time he'd hung out in the infirmary with Clarke, but at least he's not yelling this time. ]
yall go ahead now until steve needs to say or do anything!!
Hey, Griffin. Thanks for doing this. [ He greets Clarke far more nonchalantly than he's actually feeling. There had been a brief moment there in which he'd almost been able to ignore the gravity of all of this, and it had been nice, but now said gravity is back in full, a crushing weight on his shoulders. He dreads to see what Eddie's wounds look like, and he dreads the conversations that will follow. He's torn between selfish delight in having a friend here and absolute despair that Eddie's going to be trapped on this goddamn ship just like the rest of them, subject to whatever sick shit the Captain can come up with.
All in all, it's really not much better than the last time he'd hung out in the infirmary with Clarke, but at least he's not yelling this time. ]