Jaime chuckled, holding up a hand and giving Jack a calming gesture. No worries. Briefly turning his attention to the crate, he gave that, too, a reassuring gesture, backing away and signaling Jack to keep following him toward the array of doors.

"That's Nick," he said quietly, kind of keeping his word to the voice-in-the-box. "He'll be four this year. Teddy'll be five. He's probably doing the seeking right now..."

The door slid open automatically as their bodies drew close, and Jaime passed through, lifting his voice out of hush-hush mode once cleared. The door closed behind them, and he scratched at the bridge of his nose, unable to not smile.

"They're everything to me. And Abby, too, of course. But...yeah."