With the help of Ash, he raised himself.
“Hidayat!” Isaac called, reaching out. “Stop! It’s not worth it!”
He sighed, letting his hand fall. “God, I try not to be annoyed with you but sometimes it’s so damn hard. . .” He turned around and looked at Meira. “Yes, I know him—Hidayat, I mean. The one conspicuously hiding his face. The other. . . no.”
“Oh well. Are we attending this orientation or not? I’m down with not going. . . as long as you can help me find a way out of here in a place I haven’t already looked.” Then, he gestured to Ruby. “Also, someone please calm her down. I’d do it myself but. . . my mind’s kind of in a different place right now.”