<strong>Name</strong>: Jack Harth<br/><strong>Time</strong>:  About a year ago<br/><strong>Tagged</strong>: Random NPC, Elena<br/><strong><br/>"Well, I'm glad to hear that." </strong>He said with a thin, almost sad, smile. He was glad that she was--relatively speaking--alright, but still... the whole situation seemed horrible, to him. He chews on his bottom lip, as she ends up placing him.<br/><br/>With a nod of his head, he confirmed who he was.<strong>"Yeah, that's me. My place is only two blocks away from here... I can take you back there, if you want, or take you back to your place. I don't think you should be driving."</strong><br/><br/>Their was a part of him that drove him, basically commanded him, to make sure she was alright, and she got somewhere safe  in a safe and expeditious manner. On the other hand, he knew it wasn't his place to go shoving help onto those who may not need it. While she is left to debate what she wants to do, he steps back a bit, and looks over Mark's body again. He couldn't stand people like him.