Jesse was nearly running to Bruce, so eager to be with him. The mud was sticky so it took a while to catch up to him, but when he did, when he was close enough to hear Bruce's whispers, he opened his arms and wrapped his arms around his waist.

Jesse was never an emotional child, even as a baby. Quiet and unassuming, it sometimes took a little something else to make him show a smile or a frown, to make him cry, or even give hugs on his own. But the past five hours were awful, worse than the discovery of his heritage.

The hug wasn't that brief however, and he let Bruce go soon enough. "Do you think there are more people? I thought I heard voices back in the caves, but I didn't hear any more."