[Dan Hen does what feels natural. He pours on the speed. His lungs burn. His muscles ache, and he plows on regardless. The cacti are trying to get closer. As night fully falls he dashes into town and something makes the cacti turn back.
He doesn't bother to wonder. He keeps moving, kicking the door open just in time to dart inside and shove his weight against it once they're through.
He lets Alec down and sliding down, putting all his weight against the door to hold it shut.] ...well, that could have gone better.
[He closes his eyes and wipes the sweat from his brow.]
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He doesn't bother to wonder. He keeps moving, kicking the door open just in time to dart inside and shove his weight against it once they're through.
He lets Alec down and sliding down, putting all his weight against the door to hold it shut.] ...well, that could have gone better.
[He closes his eyes and wipes the sweat from his brow.]