scratch on my arm. I really am a total bitch. But reminds himself that he also kept a diary, perhaps this was similar to his own.

He turns suddenly as a noise behind him catches his attention, instinctively putting the notebook into his pocket to free his hands. He relaxes his stance when he realises the source of the noise is from Mark. He’s moving again and he sighs: Well, I’m not exactly relieved you are still alive asshole. You really need to work on your dying you know. I can teach you!

His self-appeasing humour turns to a sense of wonder however as Mark attempts to stand and stumbles back against the wall as if drunk. His knees are wobbling at first but he regains his foothold and stands with some difficulty. Steve observes