[All at once Jamie goes very still before he lifts his head to look at Bolton. His eyes are wet and bloodshot and his face is splotchy and pale. His lower lip is bleeding slightly from where he's been gnawing it, waiting for Blaze to inevitably come and finish him off.]
Jesus Christ. [He practically leaps from his chair, knocking it over in the process of throwing himself against Bolton and burying his face in his neck with a broken sob.] Jesus Christ, B, I thought-I thought-
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Jesus Christ. [He practically leaps from his chair, knocking it over in the process of throwing himself against Bolton and burying his face in his neck with a broken sob.] Jesus Christ, B, I thought-I thought-
[I thought you were gone too.]