Saying Jack's name, apparently, wasn't going to cut it. Robby pauses for a moment, and then he leans over the bed, checking Jack's pulse. Definitely tachycardia. Possibly, it would pass, but he also can't stand the sight of Jack so vulnerable, so visibly scared. He hasn't seen him like this since Diane died. He can't just walk away and leave him.

"Jack," he says again but, this time, he drops down into a crouch next to the bed, reaching out with one hand to.shake Jack's shoulder. "Brother. C'mon."