Oh, they - they know each other. Well that simplifies things, maybe. Jay glances with mild suspicion at Seth, then back to Daine, watching in confusion as she stares into the distance like she's remembering something. When she speaks again he blinks, realizing she must be in communication with the animals, they're giving her telepathic recon, god damn but she's a good ally to have.

"I told you, they're Rebels," he says, deciding fuck it, this is too urgent not to skirt around it in front of Seth. "I recognized one of them. They took Tim, I know they did. And I know why, too, it's-"

Nope, nope. Should not have said that. Fuck. Now he's gonna have to explain that.

Can't. Won't. Not gonna betray Tim, not again, never fucking again.

"It's my fault," he says again, softly. It's all he can say. "We have to help him, before it's too late."

He can only imagine what they might do to Tim if they're so damn curious about his alternate persona that they'd abduct him over it - and he doesn't want to imagine. He sets his jaw and casts his eyes down to the floor.