"Good," he says, flashing a quick smile that doesn't quite reach his eyes. "Easier to get you out of here, yeah?"
Marcus doesn't think anyone in his life has ever thought of him as a calming presence. For so long he's been full of righteous anger and religious fury, burning with it at every turn, but something has happened to him in Darrow. He's still a fighter, he'll still do what God asks of him at any moment, he'll still spit in the face of any demon who tries to hurt an innocent soul, but friendship and love and family have brought a sense of peace to him he's never had before.
Maybe that's what Dan feels when he circles his fingers around Marcus's wrist. He doesn't want to take that from him, so he gently rests his palm against Dan's chest, using his other hand to take one of the lock picking tools to the keyhole he can see in the loop around Dan's neck.
"Tilt your head back for me just a little," he says. "I'll have you out of this in no time."
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Marcus doesn't think anyone in his life has ever thought of him as a calming presence. For so long he's been full of righteous anger and religious fury, burning with it at every turn, but something has happened to him in Darrow. He's still a fighter, he'll still do what God asks of him at any moment, he'll still spit in the face of any demon who tries to hurt an innocent soul, but friendship and love and family have brought a sense of peace to him he's never had before.
Maybe that's what Dan feels when he circles his fingers around Marcus's wrist. He doesn't want to take that from him, so he gently rests his palm against Dan's chest, using his other hand to take one of the lock picking tools to the keyhole he can see in the loop around Dan's neck.
"Tilt your head back for me just a little," he says. "I'll have you out of this in no time."