"You... you don't have to thank me for that, Jon." He smiles, relaxing into his hand. "It was the least I could do."

The least anyone could do. How could anyone not? Everyone left visited once in a while but he couldn't... he felt like he never left the hospital. He probably didn't, because he's pretty sure (everything was a blur) that his mother was brought to the same hospital. He just walked back and forth between rooms, mentally exhausted and ready to just--

It wasn't like that anymore.

"You shouldn't have to be alone through that." He leans forward and kisses his forehead.