Blake was expecting that. Didn't make it any easier to watch, though. He didn't know what was scaring the kid: nearly getting drowned again, or him. Probably fifty-fifty.

The mark was raw and ugly. Were those things poisonous? Shit, people here just walked around acting like everything was fine when there were fucking monsters going around trying to kill kids.

Not that different from the real world, that way.

Blake got up and held out a hand to help the kid up.

"Can you walk?"