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He was weak still, so much that he couldn’t lift the arm higher than his waist. Jordan was burning energy that he simply didn’t have and it was showing as Victor patted his arm. Listening to him, he lowered the arm and nodded silently in understanding. He just wanted to help, but he had to think about getting well before he could help anyone in a constructive manner. The dogman wheeled him backwards a bit to allow Victor to fill in his space. He watched them rally to help one of their own. Was this what really mattered after all was said and done? That bond that united them to help one another. This was a new sight for Jordan. He’d never seen this compassion on the island thus far and it was stirring with inspiration.

“Sorry I couldn’t do more..” he felt the need to apologize for his lack of usefulness in his current state. “Let me know if there’s something I can do.” Jordan fell silent still trying to catch his breath. Damn those bruised, once-broken, ribs making it harder to breathe.

Most of the food had thankfully landed beside Gaius, though bits and pieces had managed to get into his hair and shirt.

It was like lifting a dead weight as the others worked to haul him up. Limbs and neck flopped limply as he rolled up onto his side, his wings making particular trouble as they fell limply behind him.

Victor gave a huff of effort as he helped roll Gaius over, and backed up and out of the way of the others as he gave a sigh, looking at the horseman's unconscious body, then back to everyone else, standing out of the way, while looking around for Jordan...who had just left.

With a great heave, Tommy did his best to help flip Gaius over...and for once he was not envious of the Pegasus' back wings. I bet that'll hurt like a b***h when he wakes up, he thought to himself as he backed away from the now face-up Gaius. "Christ..." he muttered out, wiping a wing over his forehead. It was then that he finally took the moment to look around...realizing for the first time that one of the people helping him was the first islander he ever saw.

"...hey Nita," he said cautiously, "It's ah...it's Tommy."

With Gaius successfully turned onto his back, Nita let herself sit back on the floor, carefully avoiding a pile of salsa. She turned to the bat-man, surprised to hear her name. "Tommy?" she repeated, eyes growing wide. The only time they'd ever met was back when Tommy had just arrived. And now...

"Jesus. Wow, it's uh, it's been awhile, I guess." Nita's glance flicked to Newt. She must have missed him in the middle of all the commotion. Nita rubbed her face and habitually shoved her hair out of her eyes. In spite of the air-conditioning in the cafeteria, it was uncomfortably warm. Stupid fur.

"Thanks guys," she said, fidgeting with the edge of Gaius' closest wing. "He should wake up soon... Once I leave.

"Long story short... Gaius and Zach are being kept away from each other. If they get within twenty-five feet, Gaius gets buzzed out. And Dr. Duvert put the same restriction on me." She sighed softly. "I should have known he'd be here, Marshall. I wasn't thinking."

Tommy just nodded, knowing that this probably wasn't the best time to catch up on things. He gave a small sigh and bat-walked away. He was hoping for a 'normal' afternoon...s**t, he got up mid-way through his sleep schedule just to be here. Ah well. He plopped himself down on a chair and wrapped his wings about himself as he watched the goings on.

Nita attempted a smile at Newt. "Something about 'driving the lesson home'," she said. "Because Gaius and I... Well, I dunno really what we are. Not dating, exactly, but..." The girl shrugged her rounded, furry shoulders.

"And I've got no idea how long it's going to go on. It's already been several weeks, and I've barely been able to even talk to him." Her voice got a bit louder with her frustration. "My own birthday's in a couple of weeks, too. I'm really sorry I messed up your party. I brought you a present and everything..." Nita sighed and shook her head. "I should just go."

Nita's ears flattened against the sudden outburst. "Shhh, Marshall, it's okay. It's not your fault. I'm so sorry." She rose to her knees and gave Marshall a hug, gently patting the sleek feathers on his back.