"I couldn't find you..." Naomi's voice had a faint tremor to it, which surely had nothing to do with the fact that she was getting wet spots on his shirt. "I k-kept looking, and I couldn't-- I thought--"

Her voice broke completely and she buried her face in his shirt, holding on for dear life. Weird as this was, Jolt was still Jolt-- and he was alive. They could go into technicalities later.