While Abe reacts with blind panic, Dr. Octavius actually shoves a last forkful of pasta into his mouth before he lumbers to his feet. Priorities.
As he chews and swallows, Dr. Octavius grips Abe's shoulders gently and turns him in the right direction. He's in time to glimpse the last of the cafeteria workers leaving, their own pace urgent, but not frantic. One hand still on Abe's shoulder, the doctor nudges him in the direction of the exit doors and keeps half a step behind. "This place is more heavily fortified than anything else around for miles, you know. It'd do no good if the jaeger got taken down before the pilots are even in it." He's heading for shelter, sure, but he's very calm about it.
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Date: 2014-12-30 04:29 pm (UTC)As he chews and swallows, Dr. Octavius grips Abe's shoulders gently and turns him in the right direction. He's in time to glimpse the last of the cafeteria workers leaving, their own pace urgent, but not frantic. One hand still on Abe's shoulder, the doctor nudges him in the direction of the exit doors and keeps half a step behind. "This place is more heavily fortified than anything else around for miles, you know. It'd do no good if the jaeger got taken down before the pilots are even in it." He's heading for shelter, sure, but he's very calm about it.