Jake watched her closely as she moved to her bed, eyes taking in a few more of the details of the room. When he saw the posters of multiple men with mustaches, he stroked his upper lip in thought. Mustache. Definite option.

Then he heard her speak, and he was right by her side. His arm wrapped around her shoulders and he gave a squeeze, head laying against hers. "...I'm so sorry. So much changed for you so fast...I can't even imagine how hard that must've been." He would have some knowledge of course...losing his grandma was not easy, but it was a slow thing. No sudden loss of parents...no sudden shift in life. Just a rough bump in the road.