" Dear, Dear.." He mumbles softly as he pet the back of your head, your body shaking with sobs as you had been scared to death after what had happened.. if Tim hadn't had shown up, you'd be dead..

" You're shakin' like a leaf, Darlin'." Tim tries to comfort you, the little shelter you two had from the rain doing little to protect you both

Tim pulls away just a little, enough to look down at you, pulling the hood of your cloak down just a bit to see your tear stained face

" thank you for the phone call.. for rememberin' me... but what the hell were you doing in that building anyway? What were you trying to do?"