Iris lets herself be led into the kitchen, lost in thoughts of worst case scenarios and the urge to run out and search for Jason herself, as futile as she knows it is. "I can... I can sort of feel him," she admits, her voice soft and hoarse with tears. "I know he's alive and he feels... scared. And angry?"
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Date: 2014-11-19 04:17 am (UTC)