There it was. Jacob reached out a hand again, cautiously putting it on Sherr's shoulder. He was here for him. He'd felt so alone most of his life, he wanted not to do that to his FRIEND.
And the feelings about Roth bubbled up a bit too, but he'd had far more times to come to terms with them and what he'd been and what he'd wanted, when he first came here.
"I'm saying that I let it do me a lot of harm too, even after I was gone from it. That sort of thing...it leaves the marks most people never see. But they're not eraseable if you know what to seek."