Is everyone else okay? [Ali's about to pull away from Julian, but he pulls her closer. She glances up at him, noticed the blood spattered across his face. Her fingers come up, gently, carefully wiping some of it away. Her eyes fill with concern when she realizes the blood is not his own and wonders just whose it is.

They arrive quickly at the cabin, it isn't too far, and once Mortis, still limp, is deposited on a beat-up cot Ali glances around.]

We need something to restrain her. Jono, do you remember if there was anything in here that'd work?