[ She feels like she's moving away from an edge, little by little, terrified it might give way underneath. Perhaps not as terrifying as it ought to be, given recent experiences. Too much adrenaline with no outlet.
Lara forces out a breath and holds up her hands. First thing's first. ]
no subject
Lara forces out a breath and holds up her hands. First thing's first. ]
Lieutenant Faber, this. We're in space.
[ It's sort of a question. ]