"Jay," Isaiah said, the misery evident in his voice. "If I could've taken you with me, I would have. I am so, so sorry."
"What, you mean other people's dead, horrible relatives have come back to life and wreaked havoc on the people they love?" Jesse asked, trying his best not to snap, because this wasn't Nicholas' fault. He put his hand on top of Nicholas' and squeezed slightly, needing that feeling of support right now.