[ Jack is beside him almost immediately, one hand resting on his shoulder gently, startled and faintly worried at the scope of the reaction. He'd be lying to say there hadn't also been a quiver of fear there when Bruce hides his face in his hands (oh god that's what Spock did, emotionally compromised) and the unsteady laugh is sharply reminiscent of the one the Vulcan had uttered.
His hand shifts to Bruce's back, steadying, an anchor and Jack's voice is quiet, but compassionate. ]
It's all right, Bruce. Just push it off when you're ready, okay? You decide when it's done.
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His hand shifts to Bruce's back, steadying, an anchor and Jack's voice is quiet, but compassionate. ]
It's all right, Bruce. Just push it off when you're ready, okay? You decide when it's done.