He frowns, reaching out to put a hand on Kamala's wrist. He's glad she's safe, and he knows even without her powers she's so much more than people think. She doesn't have to explain that to the people in this room, at least.

"You helped her when I wasn't around. I should've..." But he'd been giving a woman he didn't know CPR, how apt. His expression darkens at the mention of that night, withdrawing his hand and staring into Jessica's face now, as if he's acknowledging her presence for the first time now, in full. "You did your best then, too. You tried. It's more than most people do."

And it means Jess cares, about both of them. It's something he keeps skipping over somehow, but he's not going to this time. He can't, not when she's so obviously hurting.

"We can do this, Jess. All of us. Together."