[She has nothing new to say to Marsh's information; but seeing him on her screen jolts her into realising how many people won't have seen him yet, how many are going to react with shock and horror.
Marsh, she knows, will handle it with his usual stolid grace; he's not volatile like Jack is, perversely less easy to hurt, for all his gaps and raw places. But she feels protective of him in the same way she does of Jack, and so she goes to him.]
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Marsh, she knows, will handle it with his usual stolid grace; he's not volatile like Jack is, perversely less easy to hurt, for all his gaps and raw places. But she feels protective of him in the same way she does of Jack, and so she goes to him.]
'Ey Spiny. Hug incoming.