There's a part of him that thinks it might have been the wrong choice. That thinks he should have run the first chance he got. Left with Jake, left with Loren, ignored Dani's pleas for him to find a balance, to empathize. It hadn't been his life for four years, hadn't Iniss had enough of his time?

But that voice had been squashed down. He'd chosen, he'd made a choice. He couldn't turn away from that or he'd never manage to choose again.

"Yeah." He curled a hand in her shirt, not tight. She could pull away from it if she wanted, but he needed to hold. To establish that she was there. He rubbed his cheek against her shoulder, sniffling softly.

"I just...want it to be over."