[The farms are a fair distance from the apartments, so Aaron has plenty of time to pace and freak himself out before Greg manages to puff his way back. For the first time, he's really and genuinely glad for being strongarmed into those morning runs, or he'd never have managed it.]
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Aaron? Buddy? You still here?
[He swings the backpack he fetched off one arm.]
It's me! You uh, you holding up?