[ the boy-man-creature is pretty solid, muscular from years of crew and rock climbing and hiking, but it's absolutely nothing compared to max's strength, especially when he doesn't seem to react at all to being approached, his eyes fixed on the horrifying void. close enough to touch, he smells like grass and wood and warm summer things.
gansey isn't even aware of max until he's landing on fortunately damp and debris-free grass, his body rolling instinctively with the fall. after a moment of just breathing on his back, chest heaving like he only now remembered the mechanics of it. then he presses his palms into his eyesockets and heaves himself from laying to standing in a fairly fluid motion for someone who still looks utterly stunned. his eyes want to go back to the time-rip--no, gansey, stop that--but he fixes them on this newcomer instead. his eyes are a bit blank but also bright, a hazel that seems mostly composed of golds and greens. those eyes seem to take in the entire measure of max before lingering on his face. ]
Thank you. Are you hurt? I have a first aid kit.
[ there's too much blood on the man for him not to be hurt somewhere, which means gansey is already opening his bag. also of note to the desert-dweller: there's a nalgene-ish water bottle clipped to said backpack that's still mostly full. ]
MY DARLING <3
gansey isn't even aware of max until he's landing on fortunately damp and debris-free grass, his body rolling instinctively with the fall. after a moment of just breathing on his back, chest heaving like he only now remembered the mechanics of it. then he presses his palms into his eyesockets and heaves himself from laying to standing in a fairly fluid motion for someone who still looks utterly stunned. his eyes want to go back to the time-rip--no, gansey, stop that--but he fixes them on this newcomer instead. his eyes are a bit blank but also bright, a hazel that seems mostly composed of golds and greens. those eyes seem to take in the entire measure of max before lingering on his face. ]
Thank you. Are you hurt? I have a first aid kit.
[ there's too much blood on the man for him not to be hurt somewhere, which means gansey is already opening his bag. also of note to the desert-dweller: there's a nalgene-ish water bottle clipped to said backpack that's still mostly full. ]