[ jack is seething, the anger a cold heat running through him, like dry ice. but he tries to focus it. tries to focus it on helping koz, cause that's all he can do. he remembers holding him back on that asteroid after the mage-stone had lost it's color, and jack's staff had been broken in two.

when he'd begged him not to go. please, please.

it hurts all over again, and scares the hell out of him when koz closes his eyes, even though he's still breathing. it's less anger as he gets something out to gently clean away the silver blood, and watches the healing glow. jack's never had to deal with this sort of a wound before. he wants to tell her to leave.

bunny has managed to get free of the snow and back inside, still shaking off snow, but quiet. ]

I don't know.

[ son. brother. rescuer. guardian. wanderer. son again. captain. friend. lost.

lost.

jack tries to ignore the gentle touch of wind against his cheeks, just like before---and clears his throat. outside of his crew---koz and those kids were the first time he'd felt at home in as long as he could remember. ]

I---I don't even know if there's anything in this thing that'll help. He's not even from this galaxy. [ then to koz, cause he needs to find his focus. ] Does it hurt? Would any of this help---stop it?

You know you're not allowed any more stupid for a while, right? Marta will kill me.