[ Isaac is slow to get up, half afraid the Marker will return, reared back and charging. But he sits up slowly without too much problem and he ignores the bruises against his back, along his shoulders to instead look at Jack.
Oh god...
His hand reaches out, presses gently against the side of Jack's neck, strokes with a slightly bloody thumb. ]
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Oh god...
His hand reaches out, presses gently against the side of Jack's neck, strokes with a slightly bloody thumb. ]