Jace stood and offered Jesse both his hands to help him up too. He didn't blame Jesse for hoping a good night's sleep would patch some of what he was feeling up. It was always a long shot, though. Especially when Jesse was an extremely light sleeper and if things were playing on his mind, he struggled to get to sleep or stay asleep. "Okay, but with one proviso. You let me make sure you have something for breakfast, even if about all I can make without supervision is cereal or a banana smoothie." Once Jesse stood too, Jace took both his hands and searched his face quietly for a moment. "I'm trying, okay? I know I miss the mark a lot and today, you probably need me to not do that today more than ever. I never feel like I'm able enough to take care of you and I don't want to piss you off saying that. I just... just don't always know what I can do to help. I get scared I'm going to make it worse and I don't know how to stop feeling like that. I've been feeling like that all my life. At least, the parts of my life since I was hurt. It's like, I realise you're not doing so well and I panic inside about that, then it takes my head a bit to catch up that you're not actually telling me or needing me to do anything. I-- I dunno what I'm really trying to say but there, I said it. For what it's worth." He gave Jesse a look that clearly showed he just confused himself more than he was before he said anything, so how the hell could he expect Jesse to get it?