"You don't mess with near perfection," okay so there were still attempts, even if he honestly wouldn't change a thing about Jack. Loved him the way he was because of it. Even with all of this now it was- they were still them, and together.

A hand rested on Jack when he moved, fingers twitching a bit despite the little grip remain loose. Just that little extra bit of contact as he focused on expressions. She did look trapped somewhere amongst the exhaustion, likely didn't have any idea where they were going with the questioning. Hell, knowing her she likely was focused on getting back to the rubble, helping whoever and however she could.

"This was planned- this was planned."

Far higher and deeper than they imagined.