[It's not the shock of seeing Kaiba fall. Or the ache that settles in his chest when Akira starts choking for air, starts drowning right in front of him.
It's the way his palm is warm and slick with sweat, and the way that his own head is spinning from the thin air inside the bubble, and he realizes that his grip is slipping only when Penny's palm brushes his.]
NO!
[He tries to grab for her again, to re-anchor his hold, but it was taking all that he and Jamie had to hold onto her in the first place.]
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It's the way his palm is warm and slick with sweat, and the way that his own head is spinning from the thin air inside the bubble, and he realizes that his grip is slipping only when Penny's palm brushes his.]
NO!
[He tries to grab for her again, to re-anchor his hold, but it was taking all that he and Jamie had to hold onto her in the first place.]