"You don't have powers that'll let you shield yourself! I've got a better chance of holding out until you can bring back help! The second you teleport me out, they'll get into the room and that's it."
She's badass sure. She'd been amazing against Nuclon, but she was badass against a single powerful villain or a group. Her powers were not ideal for swarm tactics.
But it's more than that. His eyes widen and look almost wild with fear.
"I can't leave you here. I can't do it, because..."
Oh no, he said 'because' and now he has to actually follow it up with something.
So he says it. He says what he's actually thinking. When he'd been floating there alone in space, he'd told himself that if he survived, he wasn't going to let fear get in the way of things. He was just going to...he was going to go for it. For better or worse. Maybe it'd just blow up in his face but things had worked out with Wendy, right? They'd at least stayed friends.
So the words just start spilling out of him, the same way they did when Wendy was lying on the ground in front of him down in the bunker, looking like she'd drowned.
"Because I care about you too much. Like, as in...y'know. I like you." He winces. "As in I like, like you. And I know this is the worst timing ever to say it, but if I don't get out of here, I want you to know, because even if you don't feel the same way, you deserve to know you're cared about. And also so you can understand why I can't go first."
He shakes his head frantically, tears in his eyes, and takes her by the hand.
"I can't. I can't do it. Just...let me do this. Please. I've got a better chance of holding them off. And even if they get me, there's still a chance someone might figure out a cure, right? I survived losing myself once, I can survive it again. But I can't just walk away and leave you so that you have to go through that, too."
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She's badass sure. She'd been amazing against Nuclon, but she was badass against a single powerful villain or a group. Her powers were not ideal for swarm tactics.
But it's more than that. His eyes widen and look almost wild with fear.
"I can't leave you here. I can't do it, because..."
Oh no, he said 'because' and now he has to actually follow it up with something.
So he says it. He says what he's actually thinking. When he'd been floating there alone in space, he'd told himself that if he survived, he wasn't going to let fear get in the way of things. He was just going to...he was going to go for it. For better or worse. Maybe it'd just blow up in his face but things had worked out with Wendy, right? They'd at least stayed friends.
So the words just start spilling out of him, the same way they did when Wendy was lying on the ground in front of him down in the bunker, looking like she'd drowned.
"Because I care about you too much. Like, as in...y'know. I like you." He winces. "As in I like, like you. And I know this is the worst timing ever to say it, but if I don't get out of here, I want you to know, because even if you don't feel the same way, you deserve to know you're cared about. And also so you can understand why I can't go first."
He shakes his head frantically, tears in his eyes, and takes her by the hand.
"I can't. I can't do it. Just...let me do this. Please. I've got a better chance of holding them off. And even if they get me, there's still a chance someone might figure out a cure, right? I survived losing myself once, I can survive it again. But I can't just walk away and leave you so that you have to go through that, too."