Elijah was so lost in thought that he had hardly heard the little reporter at first. Then it registered that the poor fellow was apologizing. Elijah took it in stride. It meant that the reporter would likely blame himself for losing Gamma-Burn, which meant Elijah got away from that guilt scot-free. Plus there would be some good publicity involved with a close up or two. He might have the time for that. Elijah highly doubted there was anyone still alive in that rubble.

Then there was an offer for an interview. Shit. Elijah had never had a full interview before. Especially not by himself or without his agent’s help. Elijah looked away, back towards the rubble. There had to be a way to get out of this. Right?!

[color=#9d9751]”Have your close ups, if you want them. I don’t have long though. There might be survivors and the longer I wait, the less likely they are to survive. If you really want to ask questions, be my guest. But you’ll have to follow me back through dangerous, irradiated wasteland.”[/Color]

Elijah paused. He could not quite explain why he did not want to brush this reporter off. Normally, he did it with ease. Elijah let out a breath through his nose, [color=#9d9751]”Or, if you would rather be safer, I can have my agent contact you about a meeting time… uh. What’s your name?”[/color]