They'd all fallen asleep? Bruce just blinked at her for a moment, trying to wrap her head around the idea of that, of so many people just dropping into a deep sleep, waking up at different times. He should have been there, protected her and Jacob, done whatever he could do. There was another regret.
Bruce nodded just a little, unsure of what else to say about it. He was so confused, his head far too quiet than it had been for the better part of a decade. He felt guilt, a deep-seated guilt running through from his head to his toes.
"Wherever you think is best," he said softly, not wanting to scare Jacob by how freaked out his father was. "I need some water or something."