There was a long moment of silence, Jim studying the sadness in the girl's eyes, before anyone spoke.
"Jaime. You're a brave soul. A brave soul." He stepped forward to take her hands, shaking them both, as if with respect and sympathy both. "God knows the things you've seen in your world. I can only thank you for sharing a little of your story with me- I wouldn't dream of putting you through more. Thank you for all you've shown me. Thank you."
The network could be searched for specific people instead of the lazy browsing he'd been doing. It was time to find out exactly how many of her there were.
"I need time to digest all of this. The train in and of itself- but your world. Astonishing. I hope very much we can speak again."