Admittedly, John was ruled by his emotions more than Six, and right now it was focused on concern. Stepping into the room, he shut the door behind him, gently setting Bernie Kosar down. Raising his hands, he turned on his lights, illuminating the rest of the room for her.
As she looked into the mirror, it was the first time John realized how much the battle had took out of her. She had done far more than him. Stepping forward, his brow creased, and he huffed out a breath. "You know, me and Bernie Kosar could stay in here with you." Raising his hand, his fingers slid through his dirty blonde hair. "I don't wanna leave you alone, Six."