She pauses for only a second and then wraps her arms around his waist. The familiar scent of iron and blood fills her nose but she ignores it. "Jack..."

It was impossible to hide the worry in her voice. "What happened? What did you do?" She tried to keep her voice steady. "Jack... you're scaring me. Are you hurt? Please tell me."

She met his gaze, pleading to know what's going on. She didn't mind if the dress was ruined. She'd buy a new one or she'd try and clean this one. Right now she was more worried about Jack. He was frantic, acting odd and she didn't know why. People hadn't disappeared recently. Everything was okay.