He's a mess, it's obvious even without the connection. Maybe... maybe if she follows him, tracks him through security cameras, she'll see where he ends up or who comes for him. Kit can feel his urgency, the panic coming through as a bitter electric tang she could almost taste.

I know. Please... be safe. Please try.

There's a rush of feedback from Kit as she closes the connection, pulling her network away from the chip. She squeezes Gemini's hand one last time, and steps back.