Sven knew there wasn't any point getting angry and arguing with Jerry because it couldn't be easy for him or any of the others. Fuck it all. The Swede felt like kicking stones at the side of the car lot but didn't. He just wanted Davy to be ok. That was all that mattered right now. The safety and well-being of Davy.

"I will fight to protect him. Davy needs us all to be there for him."

The Swede knew this and couldn't even imagine what the poor boy was going through right now. It must be hell getting his memory back and re-living the hellish time of being choked out and dying.

"You did well to tell me all this and I did ask for it. It couldn't be easy on you, Jerry. I'm grateful for your honesty."

Sven knew he'd not be able to sleep tonight, not with all the emotion and Jerry's words going around in his head.