Seth has to stuff the gun into the back of his trousers to climb, not trusting his current grip or strength to hold onto it while climbing. Even so, he's probably going nowhere near as fast as he should, but he's pretty sure it would be worse if he slipped and fell on top of Daniel.
When they reach the hatch and it's time to climb out, Seth hooks his arm around one of the ladder rungs, resting his forehead against the cool metal and closing his eyes.
"Listen," he begins, trying to make himself sound calmer than he really is, with debatable success. But he needs to say this, because Daniel might not know Seth right now, but Seth knows him. At least well enough to have some idea of what might happen, and how Daniel might feel about it.
"If I get shot or blown up or something, it's not your fault. You didn't bring me here." He swallows hard. The last thing he wants to be is a liability, or another reason for Daniel to blame himself. Or for Daniel to get killed. "So don't do anything stupid to protect me, okay?"
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When they reach the hatch and it's time to climb out, Seth hooks his arm around one of the ladder rungs, resting his forehead against the cool metal and closing his eyes.
"Listen," he begins, trying to make himself sound calmer than he really is, with debatable success. But he needs to say this, because Daniel might not know Seth right now, but Seth knows him. At least well enough to have some idea of what might happen, and how Daniel might feel about it.
"If I get shot or blown up or something, it's not your fault. You didn't bring me here." He swallows hard. The last thing he wants to be is a liability, or another reason for Daniel to blame himself. Or for Daniel to get killed. "So don't do anything stupid to protect me, okay?"