Okay. [ His hand claps to Jason's wrist cursorily, just a little check-in there before he goes for his belt to--grab--to grab--
[ Tim is dead quiet as he scrapes his hand around his suit where his utility belt is supposed to be. Where he can find his phone. Anything that can call out. He comes up with nothing. Jason gets to hear him curse under his breath before Tim reaches for the waist of his pants, fishing fingers into his front pockets, dart around to get his back pockets. ] Bring your hips forward?
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[ Tim is dead quiet as he scrapes his hand around his suit where his utility belt is supposed to be. Where he can find his phone. Anything that can call out. He comes up with nothing. Jason gets to hear him curse under his breath before Tim reaches for the waist of his pants, fishing fingers into his front pockets, dart around to get his back pockets. ] Bring your hips forward?