She was trying to revive something out of him despite the fact that it could bring out something dangerous. He needed it now or he was going to suffocate. He gripped her wrist this time, not to hurt but to prove be wasn't going to drown in the darkness. He'd been kept in darkness too long. He was free of it, never again.
His other hand went to pull up the tank to reveal the gash, pulsating with the beat of his slowed heartbeat. He made a nod with his head for her to go for it, he was used to pain...