He doesn't stop, predictably, to think about Rachel's point of view. Just frowns. Just balks at the notion of making sure that some squalling kid is okay, rather than protecting Rachel, who's developed, who's grown into an adult, and who, in Mark's opinion, leaves so much strong of a mark on the world. He frowns, because it's Rachel who's his friend, and because thinking from her perspective isn't something that Mark's able to do at the flip of a dime.
"No," he says, brow knit. "No, if we can't get there, I'm making sure that you're okay first, but we will get there. I promise."
And if anything, that resolve emboldens him now, hefting Rachel up with greater strength and counting under his breath, too quiet for anyone else to hear.
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Date: 2012-04-22 06:17 pm (UTC)"No," he says, brow knit. "No, if we can't get there, I'm making sure that you're okay first, but we will get there. I promise."
And if anything, that resolve emboldens him now, hefting Rachel up with greater strength and counting under his breath, too quiet for anyone else to hear.