[Jamie watches her right back, though his demeanor is far more stoic; he's willing to accept that maybe he fucked up and deserves to have Luci push him away and be upset with him. He's relieved, though, when she doesn't seem intent on holding a grudge; he might feel less so if he knew that she just didn't have the energy for it, but for now he'll be blissfully ignorant.]

Thanks. Me too.

[He attempts a half-smile that rapidly goes all watery and averts his gaze again, looking out across the bay. Luci doesn't need or want to see him being a baby about his not-dead boyfriend, after all.]

Last couple of months've been rough on everybody, I think.