[ Isaac watches, glances down when Jack's hand goes up for the sink, and holds out his hands for him.
They shake, but the rest of him is calm... or as calm as it's going to get for the time being. The warmth of it against his skin is soothing against the wounds, and bring tense shoulders to slowly drop just a bit. It is a stroke between the eyes and down the nose, a calming sensation over his brain that says shush.
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They shake, but the rest of him is calm... or as calm as it's going to get for the time being. The warmth of it against his skin is soothing against the wounds, and bring tense shoulders to slowly drop just a bit. It is a stroke between the eyes and down the nose, a calming sensation over his brain that says shush.
You're safe here.
You're safe in this place. ]