[ And just like that, Alan puts his own exhaustion and worries about himself and what's still to come to the side. He'd be lying if he said he didn't worry about Jesse, maybe even more than he worries about himself. He moves to pull her into an embrace, wanting to just let her rest against him, because it's her turn to just lean against him.

How many times has he leaned against her when he couldn't even stand on his own? He's not sure, but it feels like it's been at least once, although he knows it could be more and he's just forgotten about it. ]

I can't ask more of you, but... if I could, I'd just ask... Never mind. It's enough knowing that you're here, and that you care.

[ He can't bring himself to ask more of her, even if she insists. She's tired too, that much is obvious, and so it feels wrong to put more on her plate than he already has. ]

That's all the encouragement that I need.