[There's both relief and tension once he sees his friend come out. Relief that he made the right choice to leave when he did, and tension, because Dominic's expression spoke for him more than Dominic himself ever could. He stops and tries to seek out his eyes, but picks up quickly the fact that he won't succeed.
Dominic looks haunted.
A look that he actually recognizes. It tugs at something at the back of his head, a decade or so ago. A similar look on a younger face, on a bridge at night under the glowing and eerily full moon.
He'll start by taking a step forward.]
Dominic.
[And another. He'll keep going until he reaches him, or until his friend gives an a reaction.]
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Date: 2010-08-10 03:24 am (UTC)Dominic looks haunted.
A look that he actually recognizes. It tugs at something at the back of his head, a decade or so ago. A similar look on a younger face, on a bridge at night under the glowing and eerily full moon.
He'll start by taking a step forward.]
Dominic.
[And another. He'll keep going until he reaches him, or until his friend gives an a reaction.]