[A quiet response to the first part. He can imagine Jean's scary expression just fine without the visual aid, honestly, and he does realize it's a frustrating thing to hear while jammed in a small space like this.
He finishes up bandaging Jean, grateful for their position if only that it can hide his struggling expression.]
It's fine. [That's a lie and it shows in his tone just as much as his expression, but there's a certain level of determination to it, as well. He can't wrap it like this... Instead, a free hand curls idly into what little cloth remains of Jean's shirt.
He keeps thinking this is his fault, that he should be able to think of a way out of there, but nothing is coming. ...Though he guesses Jean didn't have to wedge himself in here like this, either. But they were running... (Thinking isn't helping, you see.)]
GOOD JOB GREER
[A quiet response to the first part. He can imagine Jean's scary expression just fine without the visual aid, honestly, and he does realize it's a frustrating thing to hear while jammed in a small space like this.
He finishes up bandaging Jean, grateful for their position if only that it can hide his struggling expression.]
It's fine. [That's a lie and it shows in his tone just as much as his expression, but there's a certain level of determination to it, as well. He can't wrap it like this... Instead, a free hand curls idly into what little cloth remains of Jean's shirt.
He keeps thinking this is his fault, that he should be able to think of a way out of there, but nothing is coming. ...Though he guesses Jean didn't have to wedge himself in here like this, either. But they were running... (Thinking isn't helping, you see.)]
What do we do now?