He returned to her side, the glass replaced by his feet about the time she looked to him. He rested his elbows on his knees looking back out into the night. Kat was right, this place was a new start and she was here. That mattered. That mattered more than words.

"I know you can. You are stronger than you ever realized. I am simply used to having the answers, and the plans. Here I have had everything yanked from under me. It makes me question what use I am." He admitted before he shook his head. "I should be asking if your alright, if you enjoyed the party, they seem rare here."

He wished he had a phone or tablet to busy his hands, or a book even instead he lifted the glass to rest it between his fingers. "Yes, eventually, one day we will be alright." He sighed some. "So, I have an idea, be it a stupid one probably, it is an idea all the same."