Arthur finally lets go of Julian and steps back. He looks him over with clear concern.
"Are you hurt anywhere?"
Julian shakes his head slowly. "No, I'm fine. Tired as hell, but fine. How did you find me?"
Arthur straightens his back and sighs. "Your message."
Julian's eyes widen. "The one I sent from the dungeon?"
Arthur nods. "Yes."
Julian breaks into a wide smile. "Awesome."
Arthur chuckles. "You're exhausted. We need to get you out of this dungeon. Come on."
"Out?" Maeve lifts her face from Liam's chest, still sniffling hard.
"Yes." Liam answers. "Out. You don't want to stay here, right?"
"No!" She shakes her head quickly… then notices the wet patch on Liam's clothes. Her eyes widen and she slaps both hands over her mouth.
"Oh my god." Sniffles. "I am so sorry." Sniffles. "I didn't realise—" Sniffles.
"It's okay," Liam says.
Meanwhile, Julian's brain finally starts working like normal again. He looks around with his scientist eyes.
