Jamie held onto him with his good hand, trying not to turn into a complete, blubbering mess. For god's sake, his dad was the one who'd just been rescued from assaulted, and repeatedly shot up with heroin. But he could only quash down the way he felt for so long, it eventually had to come bubbling up to the surface, or he would have gone insane. He wasn't too sure when he'd started crying again, but he didn't really care that he had.