[When he's ready to remove the broken throws of stitches, he's eying the state of Jason's body, and the sutures that need tending to all over again are more than obvious. Shifting his weight so that he's more comfortable perched on the ground, Markus begins first to carefully remove the broken ones with tweezers, one by one. A faint tug and a pull on Jason's skin, maybe a little sore due to the eking of the wound, but nothing overtly painful -- antiseptic will be next on the docket when Markus gets around to it.]

I'm not so sure of that. Looks like you're already working on it.

[This should be a familiar sight: Markus focused on his work, not looking up at Jason as he speaks.]

...So you really did open up your own chest and found, what, nothing?