Jerry doesn't know how to respond to that, really, if he's meant to downplay it or acknowledge it or tell her what a surprise it really is to hear. Thinking back on it now, he knows he must have been aware of it on some level, or at least that she had a good reason to keep coming around other than just the sex. After the fight they had, though, and the days she didn't call, he stopped being so sure. Even if it isn't as big a deal as she's making it out to be, when it isn't as if he was doing it knowingly, it's pretty fucking heady, being told he could have done so much for her, if only because he knows that, true or not, she believes it.

Rather than saying anything, he just draws her a little closer at first, arms around her, head lifting so he can press a kiss to her hair. "I guess that's what counts, then," he says. "Gracie, I..." He should say it more clearly, tell her that she woke him up, too, but the words don't come. "I'm glad I found you."