For what felt like a long time, Rose just held him, nuzzling him, shifting so he'd have fresh dry spots on her neck and top once in a while. He smelled good, like cologne and salt and it reminded her of the ocean again, of him being at the beach with her family back when she never thought he'd see her as anything but a kid. Coming to her for comfort meant more to her than he probably even imagined. He had other people here too, but he chose her.