Jordan hadn't quite realized the extent to which he'd grown to rely on the comfort and reassurance of closeness, of trust enough to break down safely; the sheer depth of his relief now startled him. It gave him pause, but a moment's examination of the feeling told him that it was not something he was ever willing to give up, even if he could have, even had he wanted to. He wrapped his arms around Rep's back and held him, quietly sharing their mutual grief.

"I don't know," he mumbled, and rested his head against Rep's shoulder. "I don't know."