[ Dolph so, so rarely asserts ownership over anything that hearing my house makes Jean slow down. He makes sure he's looking at Dolph, listening to him carefully. As he speaks, there's a small smile on his lips, and open affection on his face.

It's a surprise, to be sure. It's not a bad one, and Jean thinks he understands what Dolph needs here. ]

Okay.

[ He smiles, turning to take both of Dolph's hands in his. ]

I mean - you should absolutely have that. Something that's all yours, that you get to figure out what to do with.

Thank you for leaving space for me, but it's yours. I want you to find what home means to you.