[He raises a hand and waves, but he does not look back at Kairi. Already, he can feel a lump forming in his throat, but he holds it back and tamps it down. The door's not far. He can make it.
Thirty feet. Twenty feet. Ten.
Xanth yanks open the door and rushes inside. His eyes are blurred with tears and something in his chest is tight, like grief has grown hands and is crushing his heart.
So far, he'd found no one from the M.S. Elegante that he knew. This Lord Deior had deemed only Xanth fit to save - but why? He's little more than a broken boy. Ironhide would have been a better choice. Or Vie. Or Gideon. Or, hell, even Jinx was more capable than Xanth.
And now his family was gone. Kairi was gone.
They were all gone.
His shoulders shake with a broken sob and, covering his eyes, Xanth slumps against the door.]
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Thirty feet. Twenty feet. Ten.
Xanth yanks open the door and rushes inside. His eyes are blurred with tears and something in his chest is tight, like grief has grown hands and is crushing his heart.
So far, he'd found no one from the M.S. Elegante that he knew. This Lord Deior had deemed only Xanth fit to save - but why? He's little more than a broken boy. Ironhide would have been a better choice. Or Vie. Or Gideon. Or, hell, even Jinx was more capable than Xanth.
And now his family was gone. Kairi was gone.
They were all gone.
His shoulders shake with a broken sob and, covering his eyes, Xanth slumps against the door.]