[As soon as he makes it into the elevator, Caitlyn shuts the door behind him and sets the elevator moving again. Upward and onward, towards the next goal. There's no stopping or turning back now, no matter tired Caitlyn is or how much dread is swirling in her gut. If getting to the top of this Clocktower and burning the papers Karsa gave them will help get them home, well... she's got to do it.
And then she turns back to him and wraps her arms around his shoulders, immeasurably grateful that yes, she's alive. And he's alive. They've both survived. There were a few minutes there where she worried they might not.]
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And then she turns back to him and wraps her arms around his shoulders, immeasurably grateful that yes, she's alive. And he's alive. They've both survived. There were a few minutes there where she worried they might not.]