On her own, or at least just not around the fucking demon, it's a lot harder for Kat to hold herself together. She feels tired, mostly, her limbs aching and eyes dry, chest tight like she can't quite catch her breath. Marcus is the closest thing she has to family here, and as confident as she may be that they'll be able to do this, that the people who care about him will be able to save him, it's still not an easy thing to see this happening. He's the one she'd turn to about something like this, and he's the one who's been taken over this time.

Sitting down, she's trying mostly to breathe when she sees Dan stumble out, frowning a little in concern. If this is hard for her, she knows it must be for him, too. Blinking, she exhales slowly, then tries for a hint of a smile. "Hey," she says. "You okay?"