[i]”Okay, JarBear, I promise I’ll behave,”[/i] Delilah said in the most gentle voice she could muster. She was sweet, and precious and graceful, all things he’d greatly missed in life these past two months. When she took his hand in hers, it hit him full force: He’d just earned her back mere hours ago, they should be celebrating with each other. There’d be time for that later, he supposed, once everyone was safe from harm – at least, temporarily safe.

Just before Jar and Lila left Hunter in the dust, Amelia came outside of the suite. [i]”Thank you, Jar. For taking care of her. And for giving Lila her smile back.”[/i] Jar smiled, she was probably unaware of how much her words of affirmation meant. He’d spent his whole life being treated like that bad guy, even though he wasn’t. Hell, his own foster parents kicked him out. Jar gave Hunter a pointed look and looked from him, to Amelia as she was walking away. 

“You gotta clean up the mess you made, Hunter, even if it doesn’t fix things immediately.” he whispered to Hunter. With that said, Jar and Lila went back into the suite. He let go of her hand, as hard as it was to do, before knocking softly on the door frame. “It’s just Lila and I, I promise.” Was the only thing he said.