[ Percival knew one thing as soon as he'd left Thesa Station and made his way back to El Nysa: Clair was safe, and that put him more at ease than any physical healing or alleged capture of the criminals ever could. Yes, he was concerned with the people's well-being above all else, but his entire purpose for allowing himself to get wrapped up in the ordeal had always been to guarantee her safety.
He'd done nothing to ensure that safety. But she was alive, and hadn't suffered serious enough wounds to have experienced death. That was enough for him to hope that she'd be at least relatively unharmed. Hers is the first message he hears, one of the first voices to bring him back to metaphorical Earth and remind him that he is indeed alive.
She deserves more than a reply through the communicator. So he knocks at her door, after having returned to Olympia, with not a clue as to what he's going to say if she answers. ]
Clair
He'd done nothing to ensure that safety. But she was alive, and hadn't suffered serious enough wounds to have experienced death. That was enough for him to hope that she'd be at least relatively unharmed. Hers is the first message he hears, one of the first voices to bring him back to metaphorical Earth and remind him that he is indeed alive.
She deserves more than a reply through the communicator. So he knocks at her door, after having returned to Olympia, with not a clue as to what he's going to say if she answers. ]