[Steven's voice is ringing with anxiety in his head and it isn't helping Marc to calm down any. He tries to steady his own breathing to lower his heartrate but hearing Steven so panicked only adds to his own anxiety, that feeling of helplessness seeping through him, along with the fierce need to protect them both from this mess they've stumbled into.]
Shhh, shh. We're gonna go. First need to find some shoes and keys, alright? I've got us.
[He's whispering quietly just for Steven while keeping his ears perked for any noise in the rest of the house. He has a feeling no one here is still alive. Vaguely, he has a familiar sense of being watched, which has everything to do with the moon peeking in from a window nearby.
He grabs a knife from the kitchen just in case, sneaking through the rest of the dark building. He finds another body in the living room, similarly useless to them, and when he heads upstairs the wood creaks beneath his feet.]
Someone has keys. Makes no sense to abandon that car like that.
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Shhh, shh. We're gonna go. First need to find some shoes and keys, alright? I've got us.
[He's whispering quietly just for Steven while keeping his ears perked for any noise in the rest of the house. He has a feeling no one here is still alive. Vaguely, he has a familiar sense of being watched, which has everything to do with the moon peeking in from a window nearby.
He grabs a knife from the kitchen just in case, sneaking through the rest of the dark building. He finds another body in the living room, similarly useless to them, and when he heads upstairs the wood creaks beneath his feet.]
Someone has keys. Makes no sense to abandon that car like that.