"Oh boy, POW's," mumbled Evan, taking over the Captain's job of steering Bentley for a moment, though he let go after a few paces, trusting the doctor to be able to regain his bearings quickly enough. The group fell into relative silence as they walked, Evan keeping an eye out for more attacks (though the chances of that were close to null, considering this was a path the reinforcements had cleared to get to them) and Dr. Cambria retreating into his own thoughts.
When Evan subsequently broke the still by asking, "How're you holding up?" to Bentley, it almost seemed abnormally loud, but at least his tone had lost that business-like edge.
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When Evan subsequently broke the still by asking, "How're you holding up?" to Bentley, it almost seemed abnormally loud, but at least his tone had lost that business-like edge.