[ Shit, shit what do I do? Jack thinks, unwelcome panic piling into the already cold cavity of his chest as Spock huddles in a pile . His eyes rake across the snowy field and settle on one of the small domed structures that pepper the landscape, a few hundred yards away. Spock doesn't look like he's in any condition to walk even that far without help though. ]
There's a house, come on. It's not far, I'll help you.
[ He reaches again, more determined this time and when Spock mentions rampant thoughts he pulls up mental shields like Kyle taught him, months of training in the clinic's extra rooms until the Lantern had been satisfied with his skill. ]
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There's a house, come on. It's not far, I'll help you.
[ He reaches again, more determined this time and when Spock mentions rampant thoughts he pulls up mental shields like Kyle taught him, months of training in the clinic's extra rooms until the Lantern had been satisfied with his skill. ]