[Jaime's breath catches in his throat, because of all answers Ken could have given him, this is by far the most heartbreaking one -- and one he didn't expect. He thought that Ken had been festering in his own guilt and depression (not entirely untrue), but it had never occurred to him that anyone would want to take their own life because they were learning how to be happy.

He's glad that Ken's not looking him in the eye now, because there's no way to hide his initial reaction to that, how his mouth drops open, how he looks absolutely crestfallen at the very thought of it. Jaime tries to imagine it for a second, thinking I don't deserve this, and going out there with a box cutter, and... and...

And he can't imagine it. He can't put himself in Ken's shoes for even a second, because if there's ever been one thing that he's wanted, it's to live until the opportunity to is taken from him. He understands willingly giving your life to something bigger, but for happiness? Out of guilt? Can he really help someone he can't understand?]

Oh... Ken. [He rises from his crouch, just a little, tugging Ken into the biggest bear hug he can muster. It's the only thing he can think of right now, and besides, he wants to hug him. He just looks so young curled up like that, even younger than Jaime knows he is.]

I don't know if you'll believe me this time, but you are. You're supposed to have all this, and more. You're supposed to be able to be happy.