Jane. Jane, no. Dirk snakes a hand up into her hair and just leaves it there. What he doesn't do is look down at either of them. He keeps his by-now watery gaze on the ceiling.

"Fucking shit."

Deep breaths, Dirk. It's okay. This is a setback. Nothing more.

"All I gotta do is figure out a way to wake back up, and I can revive you. Then--" Shit, then what? What does he do about Jake being unconscious at such a critical moment?