Inej squeezes his hand in hers tightly, and her features flicker a little, a ripple of something sad and scared across her face. She might crumble at some point, but... not yet. It feels better seeing him settle, knowing he's not planning on running off to anyone else anytime soon.

She glances over at Kaz, so still and stoic, and he hasn't said a word since Jesper walked in. She can't read him, not like this. She murmurs a quiet, "c'mere," and nods her head for him to join them. In whatever way might be most fitting or comfortable, but... be... here. With them.