For twenty minutes, the aircraft was a metal tube of absolute, practiced coldness. No one cried because no one had the permission to. They were all holding their breath, suspended in a vacuum where emotion had been surgically removed.
Captain Elias Thorne watched the altimeter drop with a sickening lurch. Outside the cockpit glass, the sky over the Andes was a bruised purple, flickering with lightning that looked like cracks in the world. [S9E5] Leave Your Emotions at the Cabin Door
Only then did Miller let out a sob that shook her entire frame. Only then did Sarah, standing in the galley, lean her head against the cool metal of the exit door and weep. For twenty minutes, the aircraft was a metal
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