With a ripping sound, Marcus gets the end of the tape free and is about to start wrapping it around her mouth to shut her up...when he sees her eyes. Stark and green and glaring at him. He's not sure he's ever been so relieved to be glared at.

Fuck it. He yanks the stole out of her mouth.

"Hey," he murmurs. "Look at you, lucid and everything. 'S alright. You're doing fine."