Ronan's beating the shit out of the Bentley, Adam's having a panic attack. She reaches over the front of the seat, trying to offer some comfort of a hand on Adam's shoulder but no sound comes from her. She's just there, hanging onto Gansey and reaching to touch Adam and she has no idea what the hell else to do with herself.
Kavinsky's face is against the window, and it's still pissing down rain. He disappears, and she can hear his voice in muffled tones, but no words make sense. It's all just noise now. She closes her eyes, wishing that her battery thing could work like a defibrillator and she could jumpstart Gansey again. She prays, wishes, asks the spirits, and nothing.
She remembers Persephone staring at her in the hallway, and wonders if she was going to tell her. Anger rushes up from somewhere in her, but she ignores it. Instead, her voice comes out, meek. "You're okay, Adam. It's okay." Accidents happen.
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Date: 2015-03-19 10:04 am (UTC)Kavinsky's face is against the window, and it's still pissing down rain. He disappears, and she can hear his voice in muffled tones, but no words make sense. It's all just noise now. She closes her eyes, wishing that her battery thing could work like a defibrillator and she could jumpstart Gansey again. She prays, wishes, asks the spirits, and nothing.
She remembers Persephone staring at her in the hallway, and wonders if she was going to tell her. Anger rushes up from somewhere in her, but she ignores it. Instead, her voice comes out, meek. "You're okay, Adam. It's okay." Accidents happen.