Dylan really didn't want to talk to anyone or see anyone or explain anything, which was only partly why he was so utterly grateful when Jamie came in and dismissed Al before he even had time to mutter a standard 'I'm fine' in reply to the question.
He didn't need the murmured sorry to know that James knew, the tone of his voice as he talked to Al was enough. The hug only confirmed it. He closed his eyes for a moment, and if he leaned in just a little bit then it was barely noticeable. Sitting still, he placed his hand on Jamie's as he squeezed his arm, a silent thank you when he wasn't sure his voice would be his own if he spoke.