Maurice glanced around and after a moment of paranoia that he was instantly ashamed of, he sat back on his knees and obliged.

"Okay..." He covered his eyes for good measure.

The pain he was in was finally starting to seep in now that the threat was gone. Ow, his shoulder. Ow, his lungs. Ow his everything. He hoped that dude had nightmares for as long as he lived. Whatever had happened to Heather, he sure had been lucky.