Shit. That was the breaks squeaking, wasn't it? He slowed at the tone that his name had carried, stopped at the word 'wait.' He didn't really have to ask and probably didn't have the voice to, anyway. It'd gotten stuck with the sudden fear that gripped him.

He couldn't look up to meet her gaze, for a moment, but finally did. He probably had the most pathetic expression, somewhere between questioning and pleading. He tried to smile hopefully, but it only amounted to a twitch of his lips. Finally, he managed a hoarse, "Yeah?"