[ The hand comes off of his mouth and his own hand releases its grip on Jack, moving to the back of the other man's head in that moment of relief to pull him in closer. He feels Jack immediately snap up again, but his hand remains where it is, his other arm still wrapped around his middle. His limbs feel heavy, and with Jack still on top of him he doesn't make a move yet to sit up. The weight of him is oddly comforting, makes him feel sleepy and lazy in spite of the biting cold. There's a small cut on the side of his head, and the beginnings of a bruise forming around it.
Beneath the collar of his jacket are more bruises, distinctively hand-shaped and hidden for now beneath the scarf Jack had gifted him some months ago. ]
You're here. [ he says, as if surprised - or possibly still in a daze. His brow furrows but he's smiling as he lifts his head slightly to get a look at Jack, his amusement shortly snuffed out as he really gets a good look at the half-frozen state of him. There's a hint of urgency in his voice now: ]
My pack - [ He realizes belatedly that he's not lying on top of it, which means it must've fallen off when they went rolling down the snowbank. ]
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Beneath the collar of his jacket are more bruises, distinctively hand-shaped and hidden for now beneath the scarf Jack had gifted him some months ago. ]
You're here. [ he says, as if surprised - or possibly still in a daze. His brow furrows but he's smiling as he lifts his head slightly to get a look at Jack, his amusement shortly snuffed out as he really gets a good look at the half-frozen state of him. There's a hint of urgency in his voice now: ]
My pack - [ He realizes belatedly that he's not lying on top of it, which means it must've fallen off when they went rolling down the snowbank. ]