Jack soon realised his error. He shouldn't have said anything. Some things were far too big even to imagine, let alone to share.

"I'm sorry," he said, standing with her. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to..."

He shook his head then, reached his hand out forward to touch against her arm. "I'm fine, Reinette. Look at me. It doesn't matter what happened because it happened, book closed, move on. And here I am."

He wasn't entirely sure that his words would help, but he didn't much else know what to do.