[Jamie had arrived in the cafeteria alone and, right up until Bolton reappears on the teleporter, was sure he'd be staying that way. Twenty-one people are dead, possibly twenty-two, and he's completely alone in an empty cafeteria with nothing but an AI and his dead best friend's ripped hoodie.
When Bolton finally arrives Jamie is hunched over in one of the chairs, his head down close to his anxiously bouncing knee. He doesn't look up when he senses someone near him but he does visibly tense, like he's waiting for some final blow to strike at any second.]
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When Bolton finally arrives Jamie is hunched over in one of the chairs, his head down close to his anxiously bouncing knee. He doesn't look up when he senses someone near him but he does visibly tense, like he's waiting for some final blow to strike at any second.]