[ He risks another glance at her as she settles, as she seems to drift off.
(A familiar, ugly panic tightens his throat, makes him feel like he's choking, before he forces it away.
She'll be okay, he tries to tell himself. She'll be fine.)
Peter and waiting are old acquaintances – not that he enjoys the reunion in the slightest, but he remembers how to deal with it. Admittedly, he doesn't go about it in the healthiest way, but he sits and waits, still and silent. He goes a little numb, mind filling with static.
His head jerks up at the sharp knock on the door, and he frowns, mistrustful and uncertain. It's been enough time, though, that he can probably safely assume that it's the doctor Gamora called. He gets to his feet, pausing long enough to shake Gamora's shoulder to rouse her a little. ]
I think he's here.
[ And after that, he heads to the door. He opens it a sliver, first, just to examine the dude and to ensure there isn't a squad of police waiting behind him. Definitely not hotel staff, judging by the dress, and probably not a cop, judging by the lack of visible weaponry.
But god, the guy looks creepy.
Peter opens the door a little more fully, after that, stepping aside to let the guy in. ]
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(A familiar, ugly panic tightens his throat, makes him feel like he's choking, before he forces it away.
She'll be okay, he tries to tell himself. She'll be fine.)
Peter and waiting are old acquaintances – not that he enjoys the reunion in the slightest, but he remembers how to deal with it. Admittedly, he doesn't go about it in the healthiest way, but he sits and waits, still and silent. He goes a little numb, mind filling with static.
His head jerks up at the sharp knock on the door, and he frowns, mistrustful and uncertain. It's been enough time, though, that he can probably safely assume that it's the doctor Gamora called. He gets to his feet, pausing long enough to shake Gamora's shoulder to rouse her a little. ]
I think he's here.
[ And after that, he heads to the door. He opens it a sliver, first, just to examine the dude and to ensure there isn't a squad of police waiting behind him. Definitely not hotel staff, judging by the dress, and probably not a cop, judging by the lack of visible weaponry.
But god, the guy looks creepy.
Peter opens the door a little more fully, after that, stepping aside to let the guy in. ]
She's in the bedroom.