[ Howard didn’t listen. Completely ignoring the other man’s words, he stumbled towards the exit of the room to escape into the hall. All he needed was a few minutes to breath— That was it. The wound wasn’t enough to make him bleed that much, and he’d be okay. He probably wouldn’t even get a grey hair. Yet the panic propelled him out, and once he was removed from the room, he stopped to rest against a wall in a poor attempt to steady his breathing. ]
[Eames fell forward onto his knees and sighed, watching Howard leave towards another room. He should have known the man would have bolted once they were out of the dream. Everyone tended to bolt after their first time down and Howard was no different. Maybe he was the idiot to think he might have been able to keep the other from reacting just like everyone else. Instead, he sat there for a few moments before pushing himself up to his feet once again and running a frustrated hand through his hair. He could give the man all the time he needed but eventually they’d have to go back down. If they were going to figure out who ended up causing the crash.]
A'right, Howard?
[ Howard didn’t listen. Completely ignoring the other man’s words, he stumbled towards the exit of the room to escape...