[He draws in a breath and lets it out slowly, casting a glance over his shoulder at his best friend.]
No change. [It doesn't really surprise him, exactly, but there's a ball of nerves in his stomach that tell him that it isn't just a barge coma, that this is something else, something worse, because it's always something worse than they initially think and the other shoe always drops. He glances at Lydia for a second and then looks down.]
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No change. [It doesn't really surprise him, exactly, but there's a ball of nerves in his stomach that tell him that it isn't just a barge coma, that this is something else, something worse, because it's always something worse than they initially think and the other shoe always drops. He glances at Lydia for a second and then looks down.]
How's everyone else? How are you?