Duke wasn't entirely sure what had happened. Octavia had jumped in front of the porgs. The civet had jumped at Octavia. Then there was this hyena thing.

And Octavia had vanished.

He swung his aim from the civet to the hyena and back to the civet and didn't fire at anything because he had no idea where his snogon was and he was not about to risk hurting her somehow.

"Octavia?!" he asked, distress evident in his voice -- and his face, and the way his gun shook in his hand. "Fuck, please tell me you're in there!"