Edgar's arm slips out of his grasp. Radar's hand falls limply to his side as he stares past him, not seeing anything at all. Maybe they're stuck in another nightmare together. Could that be it? They could find a way out, like they did before, except... except there's nowhere to go. It's too late.
His breath hitches. He holds it back with one hand while he wraps his other arm around his stomach. What do we do? he wants to ask, but Edgar's not gonna have any idea either. At least when Colonel Blake died there was a chain of command that put Major Burns in charge and all the forms to send off to I-Corps and a tent full of personal effects to pack up and now there's nothing but an empty chair and an empty room and the two of them standing around like a bunch of ninnies in an empty house.
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Edgar's arm slips out of his grasp. Radar's hand falls limply to his side as he stares past him, not seeing anything at all. Maybe they're stuck in another nightmare together. Could that be it? They could find a way out, like they did before, except... except there's nowhere to go. It's too late.
His breath hitches. He holds it back with one hand while he wraps his other arm around his stomach. What do we do? he wants to ask, but Edgar's not gonna have any idea either. At least when Colonel Blake died there was a chain of command that put Major Burns in charge and all the forms to send off to I-Corps and a tent full of personal effects to pack up and now there's nothing but an empty chair and an empty room and the two of them standing around like a bunch of ninnies in an empty house.