A "what if" drabble fic.
Exchange
Layton gently placed Flora on a blanket of the townspeople thoughtfully provided. A quick glance over her form showed no visible injuries of any sort. With any luck, she would wake up in the next few minutes. Layton suspected that all the excitement of the last half hour was more than she ever experienced before.
But the knot in his stomach did not come undone. It became tighter as the tower collapsed, throwing up an impressive cloud of debris.
Bruno stumbled from the direction of the tower. Dust completely covered him, so much so, that it took Layton a moment to realize who he was looking at.
Layton stood and turned to Bruno, "Did you see Luke come from the tower?"
Bruno's eyes grew really big. He slowly shook his head, "I barely made it out and that wasn't too long after that bizarre contraption flew away."
Layton felt his mouth go dry as Bruno asked, "Your boy was in there?"
"Yes," Layton whispered. "My boy was in there."