[There are literally no words Abbie can use to describe how she feels after the next few actions Quill takes. When they crash through the window, the lieutenant could have sworn her heart stopped in that moment.
And then they fell onto the cold hard ground; as they skidded, Abbie was almost afraid that their luck would run out and they would fall near the edge of a cliff. Thankfully, that doesn't seem to be the case. Her eyes were squeezed tight and she warily opens them up, still in his arms. She glances back and forth to her relief, they're finally outside.]
Quill? You're not dead right? Cause I'm not hauling your corpse back to the spaceship if you are.
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And then they fell onto the cold hard ground; as they skidded, Abbie was almost afraid that their luck would run out and they would fall near the edge of a cliff. Thankfully, that doesn't seem to be the case. Her eyes were squeezed tight and she warily opens them up, still in his arms. She glances back and forth to her relief, they're finally outside.]
Quill? You're not dead right? Cause I'm not hauling your corpse back to the spaceship if you are.