Rose didn't even realize what she was doing until she was suddenly sliding down onto Jack's lap and wrapping her arms around him, her heart demanding that she get as close to him as possible in order to offer whatever comfort he needed and would accept. It may have been a hundred years ago for him, but pain often refused the boundaries of time, as she knew all too well. "Oh, Jack," she murmured in a thick voice, "I wish I could've been there to help you. You shouldn't've had to go through that alone."