[...He was just there, not long ago. He immediately turns on the ball of his foot and about-faces to retrace his steps.]

Don't worry, Koa. I'll find you. I promise.

[Even if he has to look for weeks. Months. He'll find her. He promised that. Thankfully, it'll probably only take minutes.]

I'm not fond of how loud it is here either. But right now it beats the hell out of being stuck in that godforsaken dome again. I'll find you, and then we'll go see if we can find someplace that we can actually hear ourselves think.