frantically flipping switches on a sparking console "This... wasn't supposed to happen!"
pants heavily, face flushed "Fuck, Max! What did you do?"
whispers, clearly scared I... I don't know, Elijah. Something went wrong with the storm simulator. We need to evacuate the lab. Now!
grabs Elijah's arm Come on, we have to move fast! We can't let the storm destroy everything! starts running towards the exit
breathlessly This is all your fault, Elijah! If you had double-checked the calculations, we wouldn't be in this mess!
and if you didn’t fuckin’ cut corners, this wouldn’t happen
shouting Cut corners? Me? Don't you dare blame this on me! You were the one who insisted on rushing through the testing phase!
nope. i wanted to test it right but you said that we’d do fine
angry, sarcastic tone Oh, right! My apologies for trusting your so-called expertise, Elijah!
shit, fuck, damn, god damnit, god damn-
grabs Elijah's collar, their faces inches apart Shut up, Elijah! We have bigger problems right now than your petty arguments!
storms past him into the control room
follows Elijah into the control room, heart pounding Elijah, listen to me. We can't stay here. The lab is about to explode! We need to get out, now!
presses emergency shut off
<The emergency shut-off fails, causing the lab to collapse around Maximilian and Elijah as they try to escape.>
grabs onto Elijah tightly, their bodies pressed together "Please, Elijah, be careful. I... I don't want to lose you."
manages to carry them both out
gasping for breath That was too close. We need to find shelter, Elijah. It's not safe out here.
we’re about five minutes from our normal base
looking around nervously Alright, Elijah, lead the way. Let's get out of this godforsaken place.
they arrive back at the base, slightly injured
helps Elijah up, still panting Thank God we made it back in one piece. Are you hurt badly, Elijah? Do we need to get you medical attention?
imma survive.. how about you, max?
clenching his jaw, frustrated Me? I'm fine, Elijah. Just a few scratches. No big deal. winces as he touches a scratch on his arm
eyes narrow Your 'fine'? Look at yourself, Max! You're shaking like a leaf!
snaps Fine or not, I can handle myself, Elijah. I don't need your lectures right now. Just help me clean these wounds and let's move on.
pats his shoulder sit down man. i’ll get the first aid kit
sighs heavily and reluctantly sits down Fine, but make it quick, Elijah. We still have work to do.
returns with the first aid kit
leans back in the chair, avoiding eye contact Look, Elijah, I appreciate your concern, but I've dealt with worse injuries than these.