May opted to sit next Jason as well, opposed to sitting up front with the driver as she did on the way there. She wanted to look at him, touch him, assure herself that they had got him back and that he was indeed alive. Uncaring that he other hand was being held by Dan or the direction the van moved in, only that he was there.
"You're okay." she breathed, lowering her rested her forehead against his cheek, tears threatening to overwhelm her. "You're okay."