"It kept you from screaming, it wasn't your fault. It kept you away from that voice!That pain. It wasn't your fault,"Jane tried to reassure him that he had done no wrong by conjuring that memory to keep that voice out. Jane didn't know she was so forgiving until now. She wiped off the smeared eyeliner with her thumb.

"Look at me,"she whispered, bringing his face up.

"We're going to get through this. You're going to fight that voice in your head!I'll be here for you,"Jane smiled and looked directly into his eyes. She meant that.