[@King Tai]

Stretcher in hand, Krystoff sprinted into the garage. "Hey! Let's do this." He settled the damn thing on the floor, close to the car and next to Xavier. Noticing the faraway look on his face, Krystoff grabbed his brother's shoulder in a comforting grip. "They'll be okay X, I promise. Right now I need your head here, not out there." Krystoff looked into the backseat. So hurt and torn up, Jack seemed smaller than he usually did. Just like any other thirteen year old in trouble.