[Her voice in his head, in his ears. He'd thought ... he'd honestly thought he'd never hear it again. For more reasons than the ones relating to the last time he'd actually seen her. Which, of course, comes to mind, unwanted.]
[He shoves it aside, hard, slams it down under walls of stars and moves to take the ladder -- to hold it. Even if she doesn't need the support, it's something he has to do. Out of reflex.]
Are you okay?
[It's got to be a lot to take in. If she's from where Pidge last remembers, or... or when he does.]
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[He shoves it aside, hard, slams it down under walls of stars and moves to take the ladder -- to hold it. Even if she doesn't need the support, it's something he has to do. Out of reflex.]
Are you okay?
[It's got to be a lot to take in. If she's from where Pidge last remembers, or... or when he does.]