[ Gravity skews sideways when Shu grabs his collar, and Hal misguidedly struggles for the first initial seconds, shoulders drawn up and hands fumbling with the outline of his precious lifeline (his laptop). He's used to unsubtle treatment (he's in the company of military people more often than not), but his newfound trajectory out of the pod via half-choking is decidedly unpleasant; he trips over his feet, his words, his thoughts. ]
W-wait! Wait, I'm gonna—
[ "Drop my laptop adaptor", he wants to say, but the moment he thinks to continue, it sounds ridiculous. What is he even thinking, prioritizing his tech over his savior?
But this is still a piece of his home, the only proof that everything he's ever done existed. So he tries to break Shu's grip, if only so he doesn't lose what little he's carrying. ]
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W-wait! Wait, I'm gonna—
[ "Drop my laptop adaptor", he wants to say, but the moment he thinks to continue, it sounds ridiculous. What is he even thinking, prioritizing his tech over his savior?
But this is still a piece of his home, the only proof that everything he's ever done existed. So he tries to break Shu's grip, if only so he doesn't lose what little he's carrying. ]
Hey—! C, come on, be reasonable!