[Jack nods, straightening and making his way over to the indicated bag, grabbing it and bringing it to Jim's side. He doesn't really know what the other man's got tucked inside it, or what he could be asking for it for, but complying with Jim's wishes anyway. It sure as hell beats watching the other man walk across and get it himself, with the state he's in.
Seen better days is probably putting it mildly, Jack observes, as he takes in the blood smeared all over the other man's face, the sick on the ground next to them - there's honestly not that much there anyway, the other man is probably nauseous like Ianto had grown and therefore wouldn't have eaten much to start. He wants to ask Jim whether or not he thinks he can make it through another day of this. But common sense stops him]
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Seen better days is probably putting it mildly, Jack observes, as he takes in the blood smeared all over the other man's face, the sick on the ground next to them - there's honestly not that much there anyway, the other man is probably nauseous like Ianto had grown and therefore wouldn't have eaten much to start. He wants to ask Jim whether or not he thinks he can make it through another day of this. But common sense stops him]
Here. What d'you need?