It's quiet, and her smile sticks, softer because she knows all too well what it looks like when Jack shouldn't be left to his own devices. If he'd looked like that inside the hospital—she'd like to say she would have thought about it before now. Except she would have, wouldn't she? That's what the whole of the last few weeks lined deeper than these new bones.
"But, yes. I think that would be a good plan at this point."
Sabine pushed herself up the rest of the way, brushing off her clothes from the dirt and grass. Once done, she held out a hand for him, though there was the open, curious question across her expressions of whether he needed or wanted it. "Remember. No running leaps this time."
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It's quiet, and her smile sticks, softer because she knows all too well what it looks like when Jack shouldn't be left to his own devices. If he'd looked like that inside the hospital—she'd like to say she would have thought about it before now. Except she would have, wouldn't she? That's what the whole of the last few weeks lined deeper than these new bones.
"But, yes. I think that would be a good plan at this point."
Sabine pushed herself up the rest of the way, brushing off her clothes from the dirt and grass. Once done, she held out a hand for him, though there was the open, curious question across her expressions of whether he needed or wanted it. "Remember. No running leaps this time."