[ Delta winks out and Taylor? Dreams on. The high volume exchange earlier, having him back, the adrenaline crash? He's exhausted. When he wakes he'll be a little put out that he didn't actually put out- he'd had a plan and everything. But this kinda took precedence over celebratory fucking.
When the shuttle finally meets up with the ship, FLISS gives the usual buzz and Taylor? Blinks himself awake. There's a moment of disorientation, of almost panicked tension, one hand skidding out to reach for a side arm or a handrail or-
his fingers brush familiar armor and that fear winds out of him completely. Locus is here. He's fine. ]
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When the shuttle finally meets up with the ship, FLISS gives the usual buzz and Taylor? Blinks himself awake. There's a moment of disorientation, of almost panicked tension, one hand skidding out to reach for a side arm or a handrail or-
his fingers brush familiar armor and that fear winds out of him completely. Locus is here. He's fine. ]
...how long was I out?