However pissed off and flat-out furious he is at the other man right now, he can't - he can't possibly hate him for this. Not when he ran Alex through again and again, his movements jerky and terrified and uncontrolled, and he'd curled in on himself, sick and trembling and spattered with an old friend's blood.
He reaches out, slowly, to take Jay's other wrist. "I know. I know how it goes."
He fires a quick look over his shoulder, but there's no sign of any other splicers, and no sound of the Big Daddy they left behind back at the Lower Wharf. That's good. He can feel Jay trembling beneath his fingers, his skin hot and clammy, and the last thing he needs is more adrenaline pumped into his system.
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However pissed off and flat-out furious he is at the other man right now, he can't - he can't possibly hate him for this. Not when he ran Alex through again and again, his movements jerky and terrified and uncontrolled, and he'd curled in on himself, sick and trembling and spattered with an old friend's blood.
He reaches out, slowly, to take Jay's other wrist. "I know. I know how it goes."
He fires a quick look over his shoulder, but there's no sign of any other splicers, and no sound of the Big Daddy they left behind back at the Lower Wharf. That's good. He can feel Jay trembling beneath his fingers, his skin hot and clammy, and the last thing he needs is more adrenaline pumped into his system.