"You're all human too, Jack," Scotty said, before correcting himself. "Mostly all human. You know what I mean. Just because... just because all this has happened t'you, Jack..." God, Jack had been alive for so long, had been buried alive for a thousand years... How did he even manage to bear it? Scotty found himself suddenly at a loss for words, and rather than try to find the right ones, rather than fumble around searching for something to say, he wrapped his arms around Jack and just held on.