He shudders in relief as the building feeling drops away, distracted long enough for Jeff to get a little bit of a head start. Gil growls impatiently, dragging his sorry ass into a jog that keeps Jeff in sight without putting too much pressure on an already-overtaxed body.

Christ, he needs to get to the ADI's fitness center more often if this is going to keep up.

"Jeff, I swear to God, I will just go back to Bonnie's and wait for you there."