*Kralle finally arrived to his office, without look. He couldn’t find Shadow anyway, and he was really upset. He told him to take care of him, and the first day he loose him. Bravo! The Medic grumbled, really upset with the Pyro, but specially with himself, and finally opened the door. He wouldn’t surrender so easily. He only needed to take some food, and get out again, eating some in the way. He couldn’t loose time. But before do something, a figure appeared, and embraced him in a strong hug that pushed*
*The Medic startled, his body tense, and looked at the figure since the corner of one eye. Even if he could recognise who was, his heart was still beating really fast and strong, the fur of his tail bristled*
Zhadow! Don’t do zhat!
*When the Pyro let him, Kralle turned to him, with a sigh of relieved*
Are you okay? Aren’t you hurt, are you?