"James..." Thomas didn't know what to say, so he just moved over to pull Jamie into a hug. "Do you know how proud I am of you? You're just...the best thing I have ever done with my life." His son was eighteen years old and accepting the responsibility for someone else. He knew a little bit about that. And hopefully it would be years in the future, but there was no certainty. It made Thomas feel much safer, though he did worry for Jamie's sake.