Yeah, okay. [ He'd take a look over the edge, see what the zombie situation is like down below, but he really doesn't feel like moving right now, so Mark continues to just sit there. ] Just... just give me a minute, I can take us both down, I think I just... need to sit for a minute...

[ While Henry's looking around Mark takes a chance, looks down at his bite wound, and... oh. That's bad. He's been hurt plenty of times before, but it's never been anything acidic, clothes and flesh melted at the source, something burning and painful. At least the blood is coagulating, so that's... good?

Not good enough to stop the hiss through his teeth upon seeing it, though. ]

They'll help me. We can get back to the group soon... It'll be okay.