There are a lot of ways it could have meant Jesus' life becoming suddenly and dramatically terrible, but 'could've been worse' doesn't mean that how it went doesn't really suck. He nods sympathetically, remembering what high school had been like for him. Losing friends, especially because of things you can't talk about when you didn't actually do anything wrong, feels like the end of the world at that age. It wasn't his identity behind his issues, though. No wonder it took Jesus longer to accept himself -- it's not like anybody else ever had.

Drake steps forward as if he's reaching for the door, but takes one of Jesus' gloved hands instead.

"You were kids, and he still liked you enough to do something he was scared of. I hope he got to a place he thought back on it as a good night, too. And turned out even half as great as you." He nods towards the door, giving his friend's hand a squeeze. "C'mon. Gonna let me show you off somewhere?"