- Isa Bianchi -
Isa was caught off guard when Moss asked the same question at the same time, giving the merman a moment to reply. He nodded, quietly fussing over his beau. “I-I’m okay.” He lied, his side flinched at the touch but he relax and breathed in the dusty air.
He looked up, staring at the crack that streamed moonlight. Then he looked over at the rest of what used to be the engine blade and sighed. “I believe the dome collapsed. Like a cave-in.” The redhead searched as well, hoping to find a way out without endangering their lives.