Emcee lets himself be led away in a daze, and he finds himself with Jay's arms around him, his cheek pressed to Jay's shoulder. For a while he just stands there, stunned and silent.

"I'm sorry," he murmurs hoarsely as he curls his fingers into Jay's shirt. "I had to ask. I had to know, but I didn't-- I didn't expect it to hurt that much to hear it."