Jason's voice is rough when it comes, shredded with the angry tears he's been holding back ever since he found her hut, but his answer comes steadily. "I copy," he says, holding in the trees. It's a good vantage point - he can see nearly a full three hundred and sixty degrees below, and so far none of these agents have had the sense to search up.
He clears his throat, and then his voice does shake. "Are you okay?
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Date: 2012-11-17 11:41 pm (UTC)From:He clears his throat, and then his voice does shake. "Are you okay?