Kaden didn't know what to do with any of this, with her promises, Barak's death, Tragos' car and ashes. He didn't know how to stop reeling, how to pack all his emotions down into something his body could hold, how to wrangle the idea that he was the only one outta his whole family that had anything like a future. He didn't know any of it and he should, he should and he didn't, and the sobs breaking out from his restraint had an edge of panic to them, as he gripped onto Marcie like she could plug up the gaps and help him keep some kinda control of himself.