Johnny struggles to get up - his body is fine, which is weird, because his brain is still on overdrive, his system flooded with adrenaline, the memory of pain still very real. It's hard to move, to convince his body he can move. He gets halfway up, leaning on the wall, before he stumbles and slumps down against it. He's exhausted.

Gabe heals the man, or at least keeps him from dying, and Johnny breathes out slowly. He takes Gabe's hand and pulls himself up, standing shakily.

"Please," he says, and more or less collapses into his arms. "Please, right the fuck now."