Despite loosing physical contact when she worked her hand back out of his grip the visions lingered. That ache he had was getting worse now and he just couldn't shake the vision of a damned baby and Marcus! Maybe it was Marcus he should be speaking to but... this all came from her, he was sure of it.
"Okay maybe not your baby.. you don't Marcus Flint, do you? I'm sorry, I really can't shake this vision."