Tracer's fingers met with his and Harmony gripped onto them like, as he'd said in his journal, he was falling and Tracer was the only thing stopping his plummet. He calmed again as his brother tugged him in, made him feel safer than he had been alone in the dark in the trunk, and he hiccupped his sobs back, letting them die softly. "Show me?" he asked in both ways, unsure and wanting it and not sure he wanted it.