He felt death take Max. He felt atticus leave. He felt emptyness, void where people should be. And yet he was still serene. He had to be. Atticus had relied on him for years to be this, and in his boss absence, things needed to carry on. He hoped Veti would take Max, no, take Thads words to heart. To move on this time. Death had claimed him now, real death. He had given her the last, ultimate gift, life. To give up had never been her style, and it would have been such a waste of such gift. He knew that this time, Max and Thads sacrifice would not destroy them like it did the first time. This time, it was the way things went, a choice taken by them, and nobody else. He would never forget them, hell he would make sure their names would be whispered in every river, in every flood. 

He collected the now fragile form of Jay Jay into his arms fully. ”Indeed. The world keeps spinning, bur for us it is forever changed. It is the way of things. Nothing is constant, nothing is more fragile then our perception of the room.”

”We wait for the last ones to arrive, pray that they actually do. And then we go home. There are repairs needed to be done, healing to take place. We all lost something today.” His eyes fell upon Veti and let his confidence waver ”Some of us more then others. But we are a family, we stick together. We make it trough.” As to cheer himself up just as much as Jay-Jay, he noted.”

I am sure we will see Siya and Atticus again somehow. I felt no last breath from Either.” He said the last part with conviction. For him, the struggle was not over. He had to finish this with the ice witch once he had healed, he had to make her pay. And he would, in time. He was stronger now. He would help rebuild the company. Help heal those that needed healing. Henry would not let this be in vain. A new beginning, needed a proper end.

”Besides.” He started suddenly, a smile braving his otherwise concerned features. He was looking at Jay Jay. ”I owe you a date don't I?”