Once Jae spilled the beans about Leah, a whole whirlwind of emotions emitted from Katie. He was prepared for that, which was strange seeing as he didn't seem to be ready for anything lately. When she mentioned her brother, he perked up a bit. "Julian. Yes. He'll know his name." He made a mental note to send an owl to him later. Or perhaps even pay him a visit. He was allowed to go where ever he pleased now. His mother felt he was old enough to take care of himself since he would be of age the following year. That was one of the few things he was happy about.

He nodded, agreeing with his cousin. He didn't really look like he was listening what with the glazed over look he was sporting, but he was taking in every word she said. She wasn't dead. Katie was right about that. Leah was too strong. She was a brilliant witch. There was no way this guy would be able to harm her if she still had her wand. One thing that did concern Jae was that he was quite a large guy. Muscular. Strong. He could easily pick up Leah's petite body and carry her away with no worry at all. He assumed that was how she was taken in the first place.

"A lead? People disappear all ova' the place everyday. She's just as insignificant to the authorities as the otha' people who 'ave disappeared lately. Tha's why I've been out there. There 'ave been clues, yes, but nothin' tha' will bring her home yet," he said a bit loudly. He was getting angry. He sort of shouted at Katie when he said all of that. Thankfully he noticed and gave her an apologetic look.

They'll find her. Katie was right. She was going to come home, unharmed. Traumatized, yes, but not harmed physically. She would heal over time. They just needed to find her first. Then another thought popped into his mind. "Katie, if I find her and he's there...how will I...contain myself?" he whispered through clenched teeth and a crazed look in his normally calm twilight blue eyes. He knew she would know what he meant. The last thing he'd want would be to go to Azkaban, but what else was he supposed to do? Just let him go with the authorities and that be the end of it? No, there was no way he was going to let that happen. He was going to let this guy know he messed with the wrong person. He was going to make him pay.

Time to practice some curses.

He burst out laughing for a split second then shut his mouth. "Rational. Funny. I can barely rememba' wha' tha's like..." he trailed off. Before this happened he was the rational, reasonable person in their tight knit group of friends. Now he barely knew who he was when he looked in a mirror.

"I know wha' it's like now," James said softly. "I know wha' it's like to be an auror, out there lookin' for somethin'. Dunno how they do it." By 'they' he meant his cousins. They risked their lives everyday and managed to stay their happy-go-lucky selves. He had no idea how that was possible. The physical toll their work took on a person baffled Jae. He finally understood what he had been wanting to understand for so long. He now regretted it.

He raised one of his dark eyebrows at his cousin, a small, familiar smile playing across his lips. "I will tell her. And you will not. Tha' would be extremely awkward and not exactly 'ow I pictured it in my head," he chuckled.

Katie was right. He had to be strong. He had to find Leah and bring her home. Easier said than done, right? Nothing in life was simple. That he knew. His father had taught him that from a very young age. "I know, I know. It's just...hard. I'm so angry. Obviously strong and angry don't go hand in hand," he huffed, a little annoyed at that logic.

He sighed, letting a ton of air out of his lungs. He then leaned forward and kissed his exponentially shorter cousin on the forehead. "Thank you."