Relieved, Jeremy tugs Rich along. There's a brunch place nearby, and as they go in, Jeremy mentally orders two waters (big spender!) on the digital order kiosk. He eases Rich down, sitting across from him at a polished-steel table.

"Okay," he says with a frown. His hand is still clutching Rich's on the tabletop. "Rich, you're safe right now. Do you know where you are?" Jeremy's not stellar at grounding exercises but he knows enough to get by.