"There's-- it's okay," Drake murmurs, wrapping one arm around his shoulders and cradling his head with the other. "You don't have to apologize. Just stay."

That's what'll make things better for him: Jesus being here. He has no idea where to start just yet but they can take a minute to just... be something other than scared and hurting.

"Come sit with me so I don't have to let go, huh?"