His heart almost leapt from his chest at the relief he felt. He started to run towards the blue hedgehog, but something stopped him. His brain told him to be happy. His heart told him to run. Why would he run from Sonic? He was his best friend! His big brother even! Yet he couldn't deny the fact that something disturbed him. If Sonic was here, he had to have seen all the dead animals. He should be an emotional wreck! But there he was, looking as he always did: Calm, cool, collected…not a care in the world. The fox gulped, forcing his feet to step forward, despite the fear he felt as he neared the hedgehog. With each step he took, his heart screamed at him RUN!! RUN TAILS!! TURN BACK!!! He tried to silence the protests. He had to know for certain. Finally the hedgehog stood right before him, easily within reach. He took a deep breath before reaching a shaky hand forward, inching it's way to the hedgehog's shoulder. The gloved hand had no sooner touched Sonic's shoulder than the blue blur himself spun his torso around, making Tails pull his hand back, staring in horror.