When the first black arc of necrosis shoots out, Pratt's gaze goes from staring in horrified fascination at Kieran's eyes reforming to Carlisle. He's seen the ink before, when Carlisle had defended him from Caedra, when he'd gotten upset enough recalling the past in Bear Den. But this seemed different, the branches of black rot seem to be seeking things out and as they do it seems to strengthen Carlisle. Is that how his healing works now? He has to take it from something living in order to give back? That'd make a twisted amount of sense being that he's dead.

Ben goes to drag Kieran away and Pratt is torn, Kieran's wounds are far more grave but Carlisle has been his friend for years. And furthermore, he's the one who called him up here and the healer wouldn't be writhing on the ground now if it wasn't for Pratt.

The wolf moves to Kieran's side as he's pulled away, licking his hand and trying to shove her whole fluffy face into his. It's not entirely pleasant as she's trying to sniff the area where his eyes are, sensing the wrongness of the rot and death that had just happened. But she's there should Kieran need something to hold onto.

Pratt on the other hand goes to Carlisle, completely unsure what to do. Considering what's happening to the ground beneath his feet he definitely doesn't want to touch him, but he also can't just leave him like this, "Carlisle? Carlisle! What's happening? What do you need?"

Carlisle's eyes are glowing, the ground is literally rotting away and Pratt has to keep moving to keep his footing, but he gets as close as he can without his shoes melting, fretting about what he can do to help.