Lipton knelt beside Sonya, helping whever he was needed and silently offering his assistance whenever he wasn't. He helped Jax hold the kid down, wishing Doc Roe were here - even if there was nothing he could do that Sonya couldn't, he had a way with people in pain. He'd heard from Spina, as they all had, that his grandmother had been a Cajan faith healer - and Lipton wouldn't be at all suprised if Eugene had gotten a little of that too.

As much as Lipton realized how important it was to track down and get rid of this Shao Kahn guy, he knew his place was with Sonya and Scorpion. He held his own ice pack, every once applying it to his various motley bruises, but for the most part just sitting, elbows on his knees, ice pack held loosely in his hand, forgotten. He sat, keeping watch while Sonya slept. He was exhausted, but she needed rest more, and knew Scorpion was keeping his own watch, but wasn't sure he fully trusted the currently compassionless-man when they weren't in a fight.