As he sees Angie drink, Marshall clenches his teeth once again. Hearing her speak makes him close his eyes for a second.<br/><span style="color: #40BF00">"You won't. You hear me? You won't. You'll live through this."</span><br/>He holds a hand under hers, to steady them.<br/><span style="color: #40BF00">"Easy, easy. Don't overexert yourself, just take a few breaths and drink. If you want, I can hold the leaf for you."</span><br/>The leaf is drained - mostly spilled - and Marshall looks at Angie with concern.<br/><span style="color: #40BF00">"Want me to get another, Angie?"</span><br/>Unconciously, his feet shift, ready to make another dead dash towards the water.