[ Maybe it's fine. Maybe paranoia is getting the better of him again. Or maybe something is wrong and what could he expect, really? Having no idea what he was doing, thinking because he read a few articles on the internet he'd be able to understand how not mishandle this?
His gaze flits away again, and he moves swiftly as he can towards the cockpit. Once there, however, he just slips into the seat, eyes trailing along the stars they're moving past.
Taylor may not regret it yet, but there's no doubt in his mind that he will. This can't end well. They're both courting disaster, at this point. Swallowing thickly, he lets his hand drift up to rest over his eyes.
Just push it down. Harder. Harder, if necessary. He can deal with this sudden drop on his own. He's dealt with worse. ]
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[ Maybe it's fine. Maybe paranoia is getting the better of him again. Or maybe something is wrong and what could he expect, really? Having no idea what he was doing, thinking because he read a few articles on the internet he'd be able to understand how not mishandle this?
His gaze flits away again, and he moves swiftly as he can towards the cockpit. Once there, however, he just slips into the seat, eyes trailing along the stars they're moving past.
Taylor may not regret it yet, but there's no doubt in his mind that he will. This can't end well. They're both courting disaster, at this point. Swallowing thickly, he lets his hand drift up to rest over his eyes.
Just push it down. Harder. Harder, if necessary. He can deal with this sudden drop on his own. He's dealt with worse. ]