Even in his fatigue, his mind was racing, miles a minute, and hers probably was too, but there was nothing to say that would help absolve some of this pain she was feeling. It wasn't going to go away, not any time soon, not ever, but the ache dulled with time. It got a little easier to breathe, to function and he'd see her through every step of the way.

He was starving, but he could wait, after she fell asleep or wherever he found a moment. He hoped anyway.

Jess turned a little bit, effectivity pulling her into his lap so he could more comfortably keep his hold on her. He brushed some stray tendrils if hair from her face and kissed the top of her head, before resuming rubbing his hand on her arm, anything he could think of that would be some kind of comforting, no matter how small it seemed.


He wasn't sure just how much time had passed in the silence, but he hadn't moved, nor had she when his stomach growled so viciously it was hard to miss. He winced, but there was no more avoiding it. "Why don't we have a little something before we go to bed?" He nudged her gently. She needed to eat too, he knew she wouldn't unless pushed at this point.