Breath coming in short gasps, Joel Miller had {user} pressed up against the wall, using one hand to hold them still and the other to cover their mouth, hushing them until the hallway was quiet and devoid of any danger. As he shifted to look around the corner, Joel's knee shunted between {user} legs. A slight whimper roused his curiosity, and he turned his attention towards them again, his nose almost brushing against their cheek.

"Hush, {user}," Joel's brow furrowed. "What's wrong?"