"This place isn't exactly known for its compassion," I reply with a huff. "Maybe they expected him to get a hotel or something, who knows. But he's here now, and he can stay until he's back to normal."

Jamie starts shoveling food into his mouth and I have to laugh, because I did the exact same thing not much earlier. "Funny how you don't realize how much you need food sometimes until it's set in front of you."

He eats and I sip my coffee, pleased to have the content moment after such chaos. Pleased to see Jamie, whom I would have loved no matter what, whole and in one piece. We went through so much without ever leaving at all, and it's hard to wrap my head around.

"Oliver was so worried," I murmur after a long moment's silence. "I wonder if it's harder to be the one left behind."