There's not much that's visible from where he's standing, all Sinclair can see is the girl's arm laid out on the ground, little fingers twitching as Jack ravages her nervous system. The unnatural green haze that shrouds the two of them makes Sinclair a little uneasy, but in the end he decides it's probably not something he really needed to see anyway.

"...We ready?" Sinclair says once Jack stands up. His stomach feels twisted and tight, something feels wrong here, but it's a stepping stone. They've got the ADAM they came for, they can move on and they're that much closer to escaping. Maybe not closer than ever, but closer than they were a few minutes ago.