"I see it!"

He sounds excited. The tinny doubling of his voice still hasn't worn off.

But he does finally notice that Sinclair is no longer following him. Hrm. When he makes himself stop and think about that, that doesn't seem like it bodes too well.

...Hey, there's a vending machine as well back here.



Presently, Jack reappears, and telekinetically fires a package of bandages at wherever Sinclair is standing. THINK FAST