Clarke listens to the sound of the faucet being turned on the water rushing out at fever pitch. The idea of storming in, pushing past, and going first passed her thoughts for a brief second. Clarke stays still on the edge of her mother's bed; she needed it more. A few moments of listening to the water another sound escapes from the bathroom. Standing she approaches the closed door to press a ear next to it. Her heart already fragile the reality and horrors of the last few days shattered completely. The sound was undeniable. The sound of someone sobbing and falling apart. For a second Clarke readies to open the door and play the hero and be the comfort they both needed. But she knew this wasn't what her mother needed. She without a word exits the room and heads in the direction of his quarters. As faith would have it she runs into him in the corridor speaking with Monty. Clarke meets his eyes and without needing a word he nods and follows her the direction she had come. Once at the door she squeezes his arm. as he opens the door and steps inside closing it behind him with her still on the other side she can only hope her mom will get that comfort. Knowing with Marcus she would.
Abby doesn't react as the door to her private sanctuary for the moment is opened and she senses somebody walking in.
"Sorry Clarke you can go fir…" She now jumps as a hand is a gently placed on her shoulder she looks down at it, seeing the semi-fresh bandages she had put on two days ago. He'd have to change them again. The chances of infection were high. She remains there not saying a word and him doing the same just staring down. Trying to swallow down the sobs that had returned. She wanted. Needed to be strong. She was crumbling.
"Let it out Abby." He knows her and knows her struggle. She now turns to face him not caring this was the first time he'd see her naked and falls into the chest. His hands encompassing the whole of her back as he leans his forehead on her shoulder. He himself she knows is struggling too not to cry but he won't.
"I should get in before the hot water is gone." Abby mutters pulling away from him after a few seconds. She says nothing as he nods and begins to undress. The top first than the bottoms underwear included. She steps into the water flow; surprised it was still warm and steps further in to allow Marcus room as well. They stand there for a moment allowing the water to beat on her before she switches spots to give him access for his aching muscles and bones. Abby moves forward, he back against the wall with his height nearly hitting faucet and into his water warmed chest falls against it. This time they both begin to sob.