[ I wonder if she'll ever realize she doesn't have to always wear that brave face. But maybe that's just her thing. We both have our problems, our hangups. I guess all I can do is just be supportive and there for her when she needs me to be, and hope that that's enough.

He doesn't hesitate in putting his arm around her when she presses her forehead further into his shoulder. ]

Jesse, how can I help? [ He can't see into her mind, but he doesn't need to. He can read things into how she moves and how she talks, and he can tell that she still carries some demons with her. Maybe it's the demons from Ordinary, but he thinks it's something else. Something more. Something caused by her involvement with him. ]

You don't have to always be okay, not around me. Not with me. You don't have to be the Director when you're with me, unless you want to be.

[ This time, he reaches for one of her hands, whichever one is closest, and he gives it a warm squeeze. She can probably feel the warmth in his hands and the callouses on his palms and fingers from years of typing on typewriters. He rubs his fingers lightly against hers. ]

Tell me what's bothering you.

[ He's resolved to hear it and resolved to be a rock for her like she's been for him. She's been the strong one time and time again, and now it's his turn to be the strong one for her. ]