Jak, who hadn't been bothered as much to get down -or rather, the space between the ground and her was so small that it would be more painful to get down than to remain up. 'Pick the one that looks off from the others', I thought, 'it'll be fine and it'll save the others some trouble.' Jak thought as she started to slowly climb out of her hanging spot. She landed hard on her butt at the end, but overall, she'd managed to remove herself from the bars fairly well. She managed to get down just in time to see Hajime -or Past Hajime- cover his arm in that weird electricity from before.
Jak was up on her feet seconds before the pink smoke cloud enveloped Hajime. After it passed, Jak relaxed somewhat. It didn't seem that, despite his wounds bleeding, he was worried about being injured. It was more like he was annoyed. Jak carefully watched as Hajime's rapier disappeared into some kind of box. A quick thump alerted her to something else, Fionn had fallen off the bars. Jak moved to help, but it looked like Benjamin had it in hand. Jak still went over to offer a hand, mostly to not look at Hajime's wounds. She should get used to it, being in the mafia now, but... she didn't really like seeing someone hurt like that. It stirred up bad memories.