[ It's not until she pats him on the shoulder that Garrot snaps back to reality- or at least whatever askew reality this was. They couldn't be in the past, right?! ] Y-yeah, I guess so. Gimme a, uh, s-shout if you f-find anything.
[ And then he slips off while Olivia rummages through paperwork. Garrot finds a side room, one with continental breakfast, and he's already dialing a number while eyeing the foodstuffs. ] Come on, come on...!
[ The phone rings, a canned response, before there's an empty dial tone. So he redials the number and shoves a handful of bacon into his mouth while he waits for- nope. Another dial tone. So he switches from his family's home phone number to his father's work phone, and then his mother's, and then the generic MurtaCorp line. In that time he eats most of the bacon and chases it with a few glasses of orange juice.
He's definitely stress eating, because it's there and he skipped breakfast (is that possible with time travel?) and he has no idea if he actually wants anyone to pick up the phone or not, because what would he even say? After about the tenth or eleventh call, Garrot takes a few minutes to just breathe, to keep his cool, before heading out to find Olivia. ]
Phones are a no-go, Oliv- [ He blinks for a moment, noticing that she's entirely gone from the lobby. ] Where'd she go? [ She is, of course, outside and after a few minutes Garrot spies her out a window and follows. ]
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[ And then he slips off while Olivia rummages through paperwork. Garrot finds a side room, one with continental breakfast, and he's already dialing a number while eyeing the foodstuffs. ] Come on, come on...!
[ The phone rings, a canned response, before there's an empty dial tone. So he redials the number and shoves a handful of bacon into his mouth while he waits for- nope. Another dial tone. So he switches from his family's home phone number to his father's work phone, and then his mother's, and then the generic MurtaCorp line. In that time he eats most of the bacon and chases it with a few glasses of orange juice.
He's definitely stress eating, because it's there and he skipped breakfast (is that possible with time travel?) and he has no idea if he actually wants anyone to pick up the phone or not, because what would he even say? After about the tenth or eleventh call, Garrot takes a few minutes to just breathe, to keep his cool, before heading out to find Olivia. ]
Phones are a no-go, Oliv- [ He blinks for a moment, noticing that she's entirely gone from the lobby. ] Where'd she go? [ She is, of course, outside and after a few minutes Garrot spies her out a window and follows. ]