"...yeah." Peter says shakily, with a smile. Except he's not looking forward to seeing Jones either, because that was...really, really bad and he feels terrible. But he's done as much to Flynn, and Flynn's here, so...he takes a deep breath and walks with him.

Jacob half-collapses in the chair, like he was a puppet with the strings cut. He's astonished at how tired he feels, even though it's a happy sort of tired. He had his autonomy back. He has his life back.

They have Flynn back.

"Okay...just...don't break anything. Please."