[It's a shame. If they were both a little better at speaking, Teo could explain that he hates abandoning her to the hoard, and Ryder could tell him that it wasn't the hoard he left in her hands.

'We've gotten... this far... I handle the dead... you handle the living...'

She'd protested her ability, thinking it impossible for her, but she'd never actually shut it down. It was the plan. So far, all their plans have (mostly) worked.

Ryder nods her agreement, sniffling again to try ridding herself of the lingering snot problem. While she doesn't reach for him in the same way that she wants her, her fingers still come to lightly touch the end of his sleeve and his wrist.]

Yeah.

[Neither of them wants to lose the other. No leaving.

...Though that makes, uh, something a little more difficult. How was she going to justify the whole hospital situation -- to him and the survivors? Fuck it, that's future Ryder's problem. She turns to look over her shoulder and search for Maddy, frown turning from misery to thoughtfulness.]

Goggles -- down. [As much as she likes getting to see more of him, relishing the intimacy it required, it really wasn't safe.] I wanna take 'em to -- our apartment. If it's safe. Find out what they want. Th-then we can get them to leave. I think -- I h-hope we. If we help, they'll -- leave?

[And it...will be another test. If that dumb inn fantasy she told him about can really happen.]

Would you be -- able to whisper just to me? I don't want them being shitty if -- they hear you, but...