Ceridwen squeezed his hand and followed him back into the car. She remained silent for the ride over, but she kept looking at each of them in turn; a worried mother looking out for her loved ones.
Jesse sank into a chair next to JJ, squeezing her hand. "I'm glad you're OK, cher," he told her.
"Yeah, and thank fuck for that," Isaiah agreed. "I've had more than enough of ghosts to last me a life time."