He can't help that simultaneous jolt of jealousy and gratitude. Someone was looking after Jon. But it wasn't, and couldn't be, Jacobi.

He doesn't know what Mike's fate was and he doesn't know how he'd find out, but he hopes it was positive. Anyone who made Jon feel that way is deserving of good things.

"Good. I'd kick his ass otherwise," is what he chooses to say. Softly. "But now what? Ice cream and bad movies? A rebound relationship? A dramatic haircut?"