Needed to let something out before it was held back so long it broke something else in them, they were allowed to cry. To express that great emotional hurt that had been building and building, and even some caused by the physical hurt as well. Let something out so they could wall back up as they needed to get back behind it and walk through those next and very needed steps without too much trouble. Needed steady hands, or steady enough, for the patching to come.
Even as Gabriel's lungs burned from the silent sob wracking his body, better now than later when whatever patch-job Jack managed could somehow pop. Had to get the lung re-inflated, help him breath easier and thank god he'd grabbed a few oxygen tanks while in his haze of having to get everything in to a bag.
A hand kept curled on Jack, holding on to him as both a brace to keep him upright, and because Gabe needed the contact. Nodding slowly, keeping the mask on to the point he was putting the elastic of it over his head finally. Better than jut holding it in place-
"Need the pants," Anything else could be cut off. Not much left of the shirt, could keep the stolen jacket zipped up. Even if he was painfully slow in peeling off said hooded jacket and tossing it on to a chair for now- even if he caught those cold fingers between his hands for a moment, lips brushing across fingertips and glancing up at Jack.
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Date: 2019-05-06 11:28 pm (UTC)Even as Gabriel's lungs burned from the silent sob wracking his body, better now than later when whatever patch-job Jack managed could somehow pop. Had to get the lung re-inflated, help him breath easier and thank god he'd grabbed a few oxygen tanks while in his haze of having to get everything in to a bag.
A hand kept curled on Jack, holding on to him as both a brace to keep him upright, and because Gabe needed the contact. Nodding slowly, keeping the mask on to the point he was putting the elastic of it over his head finally. Better than jut holding it in place-
"Need the pants," Anything else could be cut off. Not much left of the shirt, could keep the stolen jacket zipped up. Even if he was painfully slow in peeling off said hooded jacket and tossing it on to a chair for now- even if he caught those cold fingers between his hands for a moment, lips brushing across fingertips and glancing up at Jack.
"I get you after."
Stitch and bandage.