"Until I can't keep up," she answers, deceptively calm. There's more to it than stubbornness, but very little she can voice. Even having him here... If one were compiling a list of things that scared her, in any possible way...

The pace of whatever is on the other side picks up, as though the assistance he's offered can't be tolerated. Bolts fly out of place even faster, the force necessary to counteract it growing. Cameron never despairs, though; something nightmarish in itself, the firm set of her jaw in spite of the terror in her eyes.

A few heavy pounds shake the frame itself.