[Hubert immediately grabbed for her, wrapping his arms around her as the shooting continued out in the caverns, the carnage and the chaos. He let her cold, naked body, cry against him, but he was moving back only to grab for his own white shirt, covered in grime and sweat and blood, and he took it off to put it on over her head. His shirt was a long sleeve, firmly white, and was big enough on her it was like a dress.

But, she was covered, and he placed his hands on either side of her face, looking at her. He was more bruised than her, lips split, body bruised and he looked covered in purple bruises as well. He hated how she was also bruised, her black eye, everything. He grit his teeth as he hugged her to his shirtless chest.]

I almost...did not make it.

[His heart clenched at the thought.]

Rescuers came, from above. We are getting out of here. That is the only reason I was able to leave, to hear your screams, to find you.