It was better safe than not, no matter what all SEP pumped in to them to make it that much harder for them to get sick; or just run longer when so heavily injured. After all of that he doubted either of them were packed with energy, and the boost of antibiotics would give them the greater chance of leaving this place alive. After rest, pulling themselves together, "We both have to," or should at least.
He'd passed enough money from that wallet he'd found that they had several hours. Maybe. Enough to sleep, and knowing this part of town the manager would no doubt knock loud enough to wake either of them to shove more at him if he miscounted in passing over a wad of cash.
Didn't matter right now, though.
A hand kept on Jack as he moved, just there to help catch him if he faltered, or even catch him since Gabriel was still on the ground. Only turning his attention away once he was sure Jack was safely enough on the bed before going for the pill bottles- pausing as he picked up the second bottle and shook out a handful of both in to his hand. "Yeah, getting them."
Pulling himself in to that bed he offered the divided mix of pain and antibiotic pills out for Jack, already taking his palmful and swallowing them dry. Just about four or five pills total, enough to get them through this shit.
Settled himself in bed beside Jack with some muffled noise, mix of pain and relief to be laying down. Could just sink in to that bed against the other and sleep. They needed to. Wake up in a few hours no doubt, but by then maybe they'd be a little more... themselves. Not just running on the need to survive.
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Date: 2019-05-11 04:21 am (UTC)He'd passed enough money from that wallet he'd found that they had several hours. Maybe. Enough to sleep, and knowing this part of town the manager would no doubt knock loud enough to wake either of them to shove more at him if he miscounted in passing over a wad of cash.
Didn't matter right now, though.
A hand kept on Jack as he moved, just there to help catch him if he faltered, or even catch him since Gabriel was still on the ground. Only turning his attention away once he was sure Jack was safely enough on the bed before going for the pill bottles- pausing as he picked up the second bottle and shook out a handful of both in to his hand. "Yeah, getting them."
Pulling himself in to that bed he offered the divided mix of pain and antibiotic pills out for Jack, already taking his palmful and swallowing them dry. Just about four or five pills total, enough to get them through this shit.
Settled himself in bed beside Jack with some muffled noise, mix of pain and relief to be laying down. Could just sink in to that bed against the other and sleep. They needed to. Wake up in a few hours no doubt, but by then maybe they'd be a little more... themselves. Not just running on the need to survive.