"That...sounds pretty awful." A dearth of books? Of all the terrible things he's picked up about that place, that sinks in just as awfully as all the other terrible bits.

He's not sure he's gonna get used to that emptiness. At least, not for awhile. There's still a part of him that's come to need that easy, constant connection, even with the terrible cost, and he hates the fact that he does. It was so horrific being controlled, for a time he didn't know which thoughts were really his own and which were Flynn's, and his mind was so used to being desperately unsure that it's daunting to be at the opposite side--but a welcome challenge, to be sure. He was so resigned to living the rest of his life that way, where everything he was, was controlled by Flynn's evil self.

Who was he anymore? He was gonna have to re-discover that. Try and pry away evil Flynn's thoughts and feelings from his own. Daunting, yes, but welcome.

Jacob freezes for a moment, when Flynn hugs him, but after that moment he returns it.

"Thanks, man."