Jay looks back at him, taking in the blood and dirt on his clothes and in his hair. He doesn't know what to say, there's not really anything to say. He turns back, walks in silence until they're finally at the building. He unlocks the door and they enjoy a silent elevator ride to their floor, and finally, he's able to let them into their apartment.

"Here," he murmurs, passing over a fresh shirt before heading into the kitchen to make coffee. They're both exhausted but he highly doubts either of them are gonna want to sleep for a while yet.

"What are we gonna do," he says numbly, staring at the coffeemaker.