It was the kind of optimism Jermaine never seemed to feel capable of, yet brought a genuine smile to his face all the same. He laughs ruefully, rubbing at a still-damp eye.

"Wish I knew where to start." The sentiment may have been the usual Jermaine pessimism, but there was something different in his voice. Thoughtful. Considering. Maybe they could do this. "I found mine when I did the meditation trick Jake taught me, you found yours when you remembered him taking care of you that first night..."

He trails off, standing up.

"What should we be looking for? A place Jake feels... Safe?"