[ He's too busy looking up, up at the ruined ceiling as he frowns at the whistling of the wind, to even notice Connor at first. When he does glance around properly, he spots the bright blue symbol on the back of Connor's jacket first, followed quickly by the angry red of his LED, and Arenvald's heart leaps into his throat. ]
Connor!
[ He crosses the room in an instant, slinging an arm about his friend's shoulders to steady him. ]
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Connor!
[ He crosses the room in an instant, slinging an arm about his friend's shoulders to steady him. ]
Connor, talk to me! Are you all right?