"You're not going to lose me."

It's a fear, and a valid one. He'd spent quite a while on his own for a while, after Angel, Connor, and Jacob had all vanished from the City. It was possible they'd be separated, that he knows.

But that wasn't the end. It wouldn't be. And one hand lifted, cradled gently against the back of Jacob's head, fingers threading faintly through his short, dark hair. "We managed to find each other on another world entirely. We'd find a way back to each other. Mm?"