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[prorenataa]

[ It is all actually rather anti-climatic after that. Adrien had all the vitals and statistics loaded into the cryo unit, so as soon as Elena was prepped, she went into the bed and then the unit closed around her.

A soft hiss of a hermetically seal and then rush of the cryo compound at work and then done.

Adrien made one more check of the units readouts to confirm that Elena was safe and then he gave a nod and looked across the unit towards Nate. ]

You can stay with her, if you wish.

[sketchycharacter]

[It doesn't need to be climactic for Nate. He just feels sick, watching her be sealed away, and doesn't look at Adrien before stepping closer, as if his presence will somehow help. At first, it doesn't seem like he's even heard him.]

She has to stay here until they figure out what to do about the glass, doesn't she?

[Maybe even longer.]

[prorenataa]

[ Stepping away from the pod, perhaps to give Nate the illusion of privacy with his wife, Adrien leaned against a counter and crossed his arms.

He was frowning (deeper than usual) as he stared at the pod. He wanted to provide Nate with a different answer than the reality they both knew to be the truth. Which was odd, because usually the doctor gave no fucks about anything resembling a bedside manner.

Well, alright, part of it was Adrien's own frustration at being so thoroughly thwarted by the situation. ]

It's the safest option for now, yes.