Reinette could feel him attempt to pull away. She battled the ache in her chest at the realization he was unable to manage even that. For the moment she withdrew her hand, giving him what he desired.

But then his gaze flickered towards her, however briefly. And there was recognition there. Reinette was certain of it. It was not her own misplaced guild or need manifested in the look they exchanged. He recognized her.

It was enough.

"Jack."

Softly, just for him.

She closed her eyes then, stilling herself for what was to come. This would not be easy. Reinette reached to turn the key that would release Jack's shackles, carefully removing them from his skin. She whispered her orders then, still curt and clear as already the two men were carrying his form between them. Up the narrow steps and through the prison towards her waiting carriage.

For a moment, only that, she was left alone in the cell Jack had been banished too. Already the dark and the stench and the isolation was closing over her. He had been asked to survive it for fourteen months.

How had he managed?