Combeferre returns Courfeyrac's hug with a smile. "Water bottles. You never know. But I am also happy to see you." Combeferre waggles one eyebrow at him, trying to pretend he's as lighthearted as Courfeyrac looks.
He's more than anxious to get going by now. After the mysterious and severely unsettling messages that came from Enjolras earlier, he had little faith his friends were really safe anymore. Added to his own (and growing) personal sense of foreboding, he was more than ready to find Enjolras and Grantaire and safely get them home.
Nudging Bahorel's foot aside, Combeferre sprawls out on the chair immediately next to the door they'll be boarding the plane through while Courfeyrac chats up half the other passengers. He glances at the board blinking their destination and sighs. Even when they reach Africa (after a very long flight across the Atlantic), they'll still have to undertake a second leg of the journey on some smaller plane or even overland, to get to the Niger River region where Enjolras and Grantaire and the rest of the party seemingly ended up. It was going to be a long day of travel. He was very, very glad his friends would be doing it with him.
Suddenly feeling restless in addition to the underlying anxiety and worry, he gets up and starts pacing around until they're finally called to board.
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Date: 2013-04-04 08:57 pm (UTC)He's more than anxious to get going by now. After the mysterious and severely unsettling messages that came from Enjolras earlier, he had little faith his friends were really safe anymore. Added to his own (and growing) personal sense of foreboding, he was more than ready to find Enjolras and Grantaire and safely get them home.
Nudging Bahorel's foot aside, Combeferre sprawls out on the chair immediately next to the door they'll be boarding the plane through while Courfeyrac chats up half the other passengers. He glances at the board blinking their destination and sighs. Even when they reach Africa (after a very long flight across the Atlantic), they'll still have to undertake a second leg of the journey on some smaller plane or even overland, to get to the Niger River region where Enjolras and Grantaire and the rest of the party seemingly ended up. It was going to be a long day of travel. He was very, very glad his friends would be doing it with him.
Suddenly feeling restless in addition to the underlying anxiety and worry, he gets up and starts pacing around until they're finally called to board.