[Jack winces faintly with the tense, and entirely because he's sure he understands. Isaac's no newcomer to bruises and scuffs, but that he's sporting one today means he's been in a spot bad enough to leave anyone flinchy. He shakes his head in understanding, patting Isaac's shoulder before letting it go, still leaned in close.]
Jesus, yeah, that whole mess. Not getting any better yet, I'm guessing?
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Jesus, yeah, that whole mess. Not getting any better yet, I'm guessing?