Re: O'Brien, Taisce, Ellie, OPEN.
Sure, Luke could hold his own. O'Brien was pretty sure he could hold his own... but he'd promised Luke that he'd be there to help him out, if he ever needed it. What if they got separated again? What if Luke did get hurt? What if he got hurt? Luke would be on his own.
He nodded, "George." and by the time he'd arrived at Sing Sing, he really didn't care where anyone else was. Sure.. he knew where some of them were. He couldn't help it. But George and the Marchand clan? Why would he know? "You do? Thank god," he sighed, moving to hurry down the stairs after Ellie. He assumed that Taisce would follow.
When he came to a stop, just shy of plowing into Eloise, he looked to Dog and then over at Taisce, when she stopped beside him, and eventually offered the bandana to him. "Thanks," he nodded to his Irish friend, and carefully brought up the piece of cloth to gently press up against his nose. Ow.
When Taisce started to run, he reached over to grab a hold of her arm, "Shh, Sh." He pulled her close, and gave a look to Eloise. "Ellie. Stop. Wait until they're gone," he whispered down toward her.