[She ends up just kind of smearing it across her cheekbone, but whatever. Doesn’t seem to be bleeding enough to really worry about, and the rain will get the rest long before they’re anywhere remotely public again.]

Jason.

[He rocks back on his heels one more time then stands. Offers her a hand to pull her up, like an afterthought.]

Don't thank me yet. Pretty sure there's still time for us to get swept up in the black lagoon out there.

[Besides, she did get the worse end of the stick. (Stopped to keep a stranger from drowning and get a handful of lost minutes and a bit of lost blood. Apparently. Don’t thank him.) ]